Sunday, December 23, 2012

Ho, Ho, Ho

As I took a break to pee in the blissful quiet of my neighbor's bathroom, gratitude came spilling into my consciousness on behalf of my daughter, the one who has been here for only sixteen months.  She is, as I write this, next door at the annual "Fishmas" party pretending to steal people's teeth and 'ho ho ho'ing as Santa, granting wishes.  She is drunk on Christmas cheer.  A few minutes ago, she ran to me where I was sitting on the couch, climbed on my lap, and started biting my cheek.  Drunk on cheer.  All I could do was laugh.

When I see my children this happy, I am so awake to the elusive bliss this life offers.

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