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So here we are, playing Santa for the very first time with our young son in his bed asleep, completely unaware, and the wife and I are thoroughly overwhelmed by the kindness and love of our family and friends. There is barely any room to walk from the gifts from our friends and family to our son.

Why is it the older I get the more emotional I get? I've cried more in the last year than I did my first 25....



My guess is that we open our eyes and begin to see the blessings the older we get. Or it could be that the blessings you receive as a younger fella are more in the line of just keeping you safe. Have you ever sat around with some of your old running buddies and really listened to the stories being told - kinda scary/amazing in my case. Or, maybe its having a wonderful family, a son and another one on the way.