Surprise Box

Moms are wonderful inventions. When you are feeling blue, or just a tad weary, they seem to have some sort of second sense and pop a little hug your way, wrapped in bright colorful tissue paper. Mine did! After a long and busy day that lasted late into the shank of the evening, I trod home wearily, expecting the usual - boys want to eat, dirty dishes everywhere, loud music blaring - you know, life.

As I barged through the door balancing bookbag, purse, empty water bottles, Drew greeted me, his eyes shining. "What is this? He must want something," I thought, dropping my stuff on the piano bench. There is a box addressed to me in my Mother's handwriting. Strange, I don't remember her telling me she was sending something my way.

"Open it! Open it!" Drew practically yells. I puzzle as I find a cutting implement to crack the tape. Its not my birthday yet. Christmas is over. It is Drew's birthday soon. Maybe its a present for him and I had better use caution opening in front of him.

I lift the flaps and am greeted by a bouquet of cheery colored tissue papers - a veritable rainbow of pastels that immediately bring a smile to my tired face. Gently I lift out the first item and unwrap the tissue paper. Out rolls a small jar filled with vanilla scented candle wax. Ummmm. Smells wonderful!

Next comes a pair of black socks with white snowflakes scattered about, complete with one gold spun angel per sock. Cozy! One by one the box yields its little treasures - a silver serving set, another pair of socks, kitchen implements of odd sorts. How delightful!

The weariness rolls off my shoulders. Drew chatters happily, hoping to convince me that he should have some of the chocolate coins from the mesh bag. Suddenly winter doesn't seem such a long and weighty affair. Work is a distant thought. The house not so demanding.

Somebody loves me! Well, of course, there are lots of somebodies who love me, but this was such a delightful reminder. Thank God for Moms! Now, let's see. I have a few children to bless myself . . .