The Best Gift

I was looking through our pictures from Christmas tonight, and I found myself stopping to look at these particular pictures for a long time. Now, I am never one to want to post pictures of myself (or even let my wonderful blogging husband post pictures of me!) but there is something so special about these pictures, that I had to post them for my boys (after all, that is what this blog is all about). As I looked at these pictures, it reminded me how lucky I am to still have this very special man in my life. My Grandpa Voeller is 93 years old, but you'd never know it. As always, he was a crack up and full of energy, getting all of his hugs and kisses in with the great-grandkids. All my life, we would spend Christmas Eve with him and my Grandma and it was always something I looked forward to. We continue that tradition by bringing the boys to see him on Christmas Eve each year, and after looking at this picture of the boys with him, it made me realize what a true gift it was to spend that time with him again this year. The best gift I received this year (especially after the rough year we have had) was to have this time with him. We not only spent Christmas Eve with him, but he and "Grandma Bernice" came over to spend part of Christmas day with us too. We were missing some very special people this year, and the holidays are always the toughest times. It is sometimes too easy to take for granted the time we have with the ones we love. It was nice to take a minute just to sit and be grateful for the true gifts we have...no wrapping necessary. I love you, Grandpa!