His eight year old daughter set the table for him, and her two imaginary friends Jinks and Possi, a sister yet to come, and a mother who would miss this meal with her family. He was quiet, forlorn and scared…it was such a tension-filled day, his wife staying overnight for observation before bringing new life into the world. The two fast food bags now emptied, he stared off in worry…
She had to cheer him up. She climbed on his knee and said, “Daddy, I have a present for you…but you have to guess what it is before I give it to you”.
He stared at her soft brown eyes, and quickly looked around to see if he missed a gift wrapped package. But there was nothing at the table but his little girl and her two friends. So he guessed, and she said- “No, not a new car, No, not a set of golf clubs, No, not a big screen, silly daddy. Then with delight, she blurted out the answer; “Today is the gift daddy, that’s why they call it the Present!
And in the eyes of a child he found the power of the present. A moment of joy against the background of worry. He clutched his glorious present and with tears was thankful for his gift.