It was just a box. It was wrapped with Christmas paper, had a hole on top to fill it with candy, some wire to be able to hang it… a makeshift pinata… it wasn’t in the shape of a tree, or santa, or anything like that.
It was just a box.
But that box… brought more smiles, more laughter, more excitement than anything else I had witnessed in a while.
They loved it. It didn’t come in a fancy box. It didn’t need batteries. It had no apps. It didn’t cost a day’s pay. It didn’t need an upgrade. It didn’t have a remote. It wasn’t touchscreen.
It was just a box.
No fancy video games around & no big tree with lots of presents, but a lot of love. Love for each other, love for the simple things… just love and the box.
That box, even if it was for the evening, beat the cancer, the worry, the stress…
It was just a box.
But that box… was happiness…
that box… taught me a lesson…
that box… humbled me.
Last night I was reminded that big houses, lots of money, expensive gifts are not what make a person happy. Those things don’t make a family. Those things don’t get you friends.
I celebrated Christmas Eve in simplicity. Sitting in a carport, keeping warm with the heat of the pozole cooking near me, the spicy salsa and the homemade hot chocolate made on the stove top…
I celebrated Christmas with people who are in the midst of a tough battle… but for that evening… cancer was not there. Cancer was not winning… laughter was. Family was. Love was…
The box… Was winning.
It was literally- a box… with A LOT of candy!
(You can see the homemade pinata (the box) on the top left corner of this picture)
Enjoy the simple things my friends… it is in those things that we learn our greatest lessons and we receive the best blessings.
Dancing with Cinderella 
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