A few months ago, we received an rather unexpected gift. We were a bit taken aback because we were not expecting anything to arrive.
I placed the package to the side and waited to open it.
After a day or two, I started to peel back the tape. Peering inside, I realized that, indeed, this gift was for us.
Being that it was so fragile, I knew great care needed to be taken. I placed it back into the package and set it on the shelf until I knew it could be safe.
For the next few days, we discussed where the gift should go and who we would share it with.
My excitement grew exponentially.
Every day I would open the box and marvel at the wonder and beauty of this precious gift. Still, I kept it hidden. I needed to wait for the right time.
Imagining life with my new gift, I was getting ready to display it for all the world to see.
Picking the box off the shelf, it felt lighter. As I peeled back the tape like I had in the past, I realized the box was now empty.
I didn’t know how much I could miss something that was barely mine to begin with.