Christmas morning I woke up with a little boy’s excitement about the presents under the tree. Tradition in my family required us to be fully dressed, breakfast eaten, and teeth brushed before we could start opening presents. I quickly got out of bed, and just as quickly realized I was no longer that little boy, but the excitement stayed. After dressing, I stood on our lake house pier wrapped in an excitement for life as I watched the fog silently dance across the water. Today let the excitement of past moments and future possibilities surround you with the music of life.
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