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.