Surprise

Monday afternoon a box truck arrived with a early Christmas gift from a great friend and his family.

If you have not read my blog then you'll never understand the significance of "The Putt", an entry I made after participating in a charity golf event. Well to be perfectly honest I had forgotten it as well but the "Special Santa's" had not and their "Santa" Box Truck delivered what the "Golf God's" had "Robbed" me of.

The element of surprise, it is so variable.  Sometimes arriving as a nescience, a wakeup, a PITA, new joy or the devil you did not want to dance with. In any case, surprise takes many forms. In the past few days surprise has spanned a gamut for me, yet Monday afternoon, after good news, snow and ice shoveling the day ended with a total surprise I had not counted on.

Yes Virginia, there is a Santa. (New York Sun 1897)

Yes, VIRGINIA, there is a Santa Claus. He exists as certainly as love and generosity and devotion exist, and you know that they abound and give to your life its highest beauty and joy. Alas! how dreary would be the world if there were no Santa Claus. It would be as dreary as if there were no VIRGINIAS. There would be no childlike faith then, no poetry, no romance to make tolerable this existence. We should have no enjoyment, except in sense and sight. The eternal light with which childhood fills the world would be extinguished.
Thanks and Happy Holidays all ... Mike

PS> At Sixty Years Old I still feel like a kid