The day after Christmas. (Most of) the gifts are unwrapped; the space under the Christmas tree is bare. Leftover Christmas candy and desserts and snacks sit on the counter in half-empty, Saran wrapped plates. The office buzzes with the mad rush of after-holiday vacation and pre-end of the year deadlines. Life continues on it’s crazy way.
But then I pop the CD Caleb gave me yesterday morning, and I smile. Josh Groban sings away, and I listen. Music fills the car, and I remember just a day ago when we paused to unwrap presents and play games and eat food and spend time with all my lovely loved ones.
Yes, when I listen to these songs, now and forever I will always think of our very first Christmas morning together.