Sunday, December 21, 2008
Six year old son runs hard up the stairs to play following an even more eager older sister. But not before he asks in his most loving, small boy voice if I would write a song to sing to them on Christmas day...."as a gift," he says. Stopping for just a moment he adds,"But don't tell me the title." I think I'll call it "The Blanket" . I think it will be about love. How it comes unexpectedly... just like it did right then. Proof that a moment can be a gift.