It's a fun little deal holding the knowledge that you are in possession of news that will make people jump for joy and change their lives. I had Christmas Day front and center on my radar ever since we found out the news over a month ago. And while each day by the tree in Wausau is magical, this one would be even more so. The last present was a heavy favorite to be the best. It was a frame for my parents, ushering in their new role as grandparents, "on or around July 28th."
My parents, as has always been their nature, have never placed an ounce of pressure on me to produce them a grandchild. It's just one of their countless great qualities, they have never been the meddling type but have still always been there for us when the time has been right. There may be no greater skill as a parent.
That doesn't mean the questions weren't coming full throttle from their friends. They responded with typical grace and congeniality, merely sharing that if and when it happens, that would be the right time. Just another great example of their genius.
As has become the norm during these Christmas festivities, morning turns into afternoon and stretches toward evening before we know it. We've always treated it like a marathon as opposed to a sprint, choosing for a leisurely lope over the yesteryear of the mad dash. The decision to recycle and reuse every bit of wrapping paper we could certainly contributes to the length. There were separate bags this year. It felt oddly normal...
At long last there was but a present remaining. It was after 5:00 and the anticipation of the day had steadily swirled toward this peak. My mom got the present opened and turned it over. There were but a few seconds of unrecognized silence before the realization set in. Eyes widened. Mouth opened.
"You're having a baby!!!"
Exultations. Hugs. Tears. The unbridled acceptance of a new reality.
Christmas. There's nothing like it... especially the one back in 2011.
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