It's a Surprise - Don't Tell Grandpa
Recently I had dragged some blankets out of the shed. On one, there was a picture of a deer in a snow covered wood. I smiled as I held it out, not because of the picture, but rather the memory of getting it. It was a gift to Roland from Tony, Rochelle and Ester. I don't know how hold Ester was at the time - two, probably. She is the one who presented the gift to Roland (I'm thinking on his birthday) and beamed as she watched him open it. "It's a blanket!" she announced before he had it completely unwrapped. I wish I could bottle up that joy and enthusiasm and take it out during those times when I am really not feeling joyful. Currently, I am taking an accounting class. It is my only class and so I have more tim...