THE PRESENT

THE PRESENT

 

The doorbell rang and I shuffled to the door but no one was there. Only I saw a finely wrapped box with a tag that had my name neatly written in bold type.

 

No who, no where, and no one in sight just this box with my name on the front porch. I picked it up and it was lighter than air. Of course this just added to the hype.

 

I brought it inside not really sure what to do for I was not expecting a delivery you see. There was nothing particularly alarming about it just felt strange too.

 

I sat it on the countertop and tried to put it out of mind but it intrigued me so within. I picked it up and gave it a shake but I heard nothing inside, not one single clue.

 

Okay, I thought, this is silly. Just open the box and see what this is all about. Probably some kind of practical joke, I thought again as I unwrapped so carefully.

 

So I opened it up and carefully removed the the tissue papers placed within the box. Then out from the pretty paper a tiny slip fell fluttering down so gingerly.

 

I picked it up off of the floor and noticed the same bold typed print. Merry Christmas it said. Enjoy The Present! Shaking the box nothing could be found.

 

What is this joke someone is playing, I thought to myself in half disgust. I knew better than to fall for this silliness I scoffed as I threw the tiny paper to the ground.

 

The thought that people would play a prank at this time of the year just put me in a foul mood. The downward spiral caused me to think back on all my past.

 

All my mistakes, failed relationships, heartaches, hurts, and habits came flooding back. In anger I grabbed up the piece of paper and burned it up so fast.

 

But as I sat there stewing on the entire escapade that just transpired. A thought began to dawn in my mind that had totally eluded recognition from the very start.

 

Perhaps there really was a gift that I had failed to see. Mulling over life did no good for me. Just Enjoy The Present, wait maybe this was a gift for a hurting heart.

 

The past cannot be changed and mistakes don’t define who I really am. I can stay a prisoner of my past or slave to the future or can take it a day at a time.

 

So, Enjoy The Present… Be present in every moment, squeeze every bit of living out of life. Perhaps I just received the greatest gift, the gift that today is mine.