Unwrapped..

I recieved a little package from my Aunt yesterday. I had this itchy twitchy feeling that I *should* open it. Usually this time of year you don’t but it’s unusual for me to get a package from her and so I opened it.

The contents of the package weren’t so special.. not really. What they represented on the other hand.. was very important.

In it she simply conveyed how much she values me and loves me.. and how proud she is of me. She didn’t come out and say it outright.. but I know just the same. The first thing in the package was this…

I made this little guy when I was 12. I remember the day she hung it up on the wall in her dining room. And every time I have been there since there it was. I can imagine her sitting there at the dining room table writing out her Christmas cards and looking up as she wrote out ours and seeing it there. She decides she should send it to me with the card… not because she doesn’t want it any more, but because she values it so much she wants me to be sure to get it back, and that it’s not lost in the shuffle.. should anything happen to her. A thought..that breaks my heart.

The second object is a Mary Maxim catalog… the one I showed you all the picture of the other  day with an ad for my book in it. I  feel her pride as she sees this.. her little neice has done good.

I hope that I have conveyed by own love and gratitude to her.. if anything this season, make sure your loved ones know you love them.. and show them that is some special little way..