On the twelfth day of Christmas Carly showed to me twelve teddy bears, eleven precious poses, ten angelic angels, nine swinging carriages, eight smiling faces, seven peach peonies, six feet of air, five months of waiting, four tiers of utopia, three timeless kisses, two twins cuddling and a ready made family.
It’s after midnight, 12:49 as a matter of fact. Its Christmas day. My twelfth day of Christmas should have been posted on Christmas eve but I was so busy buying food for Christmas festivities, wrapping last minute gifts, editing photos for people to share with loved ones on Christmas day, inviting friends into my home just because, running a Christmas Eve musical and singing in Christmas with jazz carols at my church that I just didn’t have time to post this blog on Christmas Eve but for that I am actually glad. Because the true gift is shared Christmas day.
Oliver with his rosy cheeks and gorgeous smile was an absolute joy to photograph. It was sheer luck that a gorgeous baby with a big red bow on his bum (you will see the pic in a minute) was also the little boy who sat on a bridge with twelve teddy bears. I didn’t know that he would be my twelfth day nor that there was even twleve teddy bears sitting beside him. It wasn’t planned at all, it just happened to be the number we placed there but I thing its a poetic coincidence that it is a special little boy that I share with you Christmas day.
For me it was a little boy that is my true Christmas gift. It was a gift not just given to me but to all. This perfect little boy was born, he was given the name Jesus, and it is because of the love he shared with us all we celebrate Christmas day. It is my reason for all I do and I am so thankful for all I have, for the many blessings in my life, for my friends and family. I am thankful for the gift of my life and for the best gift ever given to me by a little boy so many years ago.
So enjoy this little boy Oliver as my Christmas gift to you and may your stockings be filled with Christmas love this Christmas morn.