I hope he got to spend some quiet time with his wife Sandy and their three precious little girls. I hope his mailbox was filled to overflowing with good wishes. I hope he opened gifts till his fingers were sore. But, materially, I think he could have went without all the gifts. I think its the love wrapped inside of each of them that matters the most.
Gifts are nice, but it truly is the thought that counts.
I hope he looked at himself in the mirror Saturday and he saw the man that we all see. I hope he saw the good, the hope, the love, the caring, and the happiness that he brings into our lives just by being himself. I hope he saw someone who has dared to set goals and dared to make them happen. I hope he saw someone who truly is loved. The way you give of yourself each and every day deserves so many more blessings than we can ever give.