As Ive gotten older I've come to realize that a for me, Christmas has nothing to do with presents. For many years when I trained horses the holiday was spent on the road. Hauling horses to some show circuit trying to finish out the year end points race. Usually alone. I don't miss that one bit.
At this point in my life everyday is like Christmas for me. I've had a pretty good life. In spite of trying to screw it up most of the time. I really have enjoyed most of it. I fell extremely fortunate to have been born in America. For all its faults, no matter what you hear on the news. The rest of the world wants to be us. I am healthy. Sure right now I am struggling with my back, but I've been through that before and basically I'm a tough bastard and I will trudge along until I get it fixed this time as well. I have a great dad and sister that love me I don't get to see them enough, but they too are healthy and getting along well. Over the years I have collected a group of friends that without question I am fortunate to have. Some of them I don't see often enough, but I always feel their connection and love. I've been privileged to made a living what I loved to do. While I trained horses I loved it. I had good stock, good customers and it allowed me to show all over the United States and see the country that we live in. There is diversity and beauty everywhere here. Ive been lucky enough to have the loyalty and love of many good dogs. At one point I traveled by myself with 4 or 5 of them. It was like a never ending circus of canine entertainment and love. Living in America has allowed me to have hobbies that I never thought I would and I need to remind myself not to take for granted. Camping, Traveling, a stint trying to fly R/C planes, FAILURE, Snowmobiles, fishing, and now sports car racing, as well as owning a large and fantastic group of cars along the way.
Most of all, I now have married into an extended family that brings joy to my heart everyday, and a husband that literally fills my heart with love. When my nephew was married my dad stood up before everyone and gave a little speech on how special marriage was. It was totally unlike him to do something like that, but you could tell without a doubt how he felt about my mother and how serious the institution of marriage was for him. Until I was married, I had no idea what he was talking about.
Waking up to Brian's smiling eyes every morning is like being born again. If I was able to, my gift to the world would be for everyone to get to experience the same thing. So today when we sit down to dinner and I look across the table at the man I love I will know that I have everything in life that is important. So Everyday is Christmas for me.
Merry Christmas everyone!!!
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