Christmas Day

I’m a very lucky man.  It’s Christmas morning.  I’m sitting in my basement at my computer and 5:01 in the morning.  I’ve been up for an hour because little E-face decided she was hungry.  I only slept a few hours and it’s extremely cold.  I’m going to have to drive back up on snow-covered roads and spend more hours in the car to get to the parents’ house.  It will be a hassle to pack the car with everything we own to be able to stay up there.  
But what?  Those aren’t things to complain about.  I’m happy to be where I am.  I love my wife and my daughter.  They are my world and more dear to me than I ever knew something could be.  I’m grateful to have a house and cars and crap that I have to worry about.  I’m grateful to have a job to be able to maintain it all.  My wife stays on top of everything at home so I can work.  She shows me love and affection and puts up with me.  My daughter is beautiful and smart and perfect.
I have knowledge in the Gospel that enables me to understand how to be happy and be able to keep my family with me forever.  I have a Savior, Jesus Christ, who has paid for my transgressions so that eternal life with my family is possible.
Merry Christmas!