Surely A Large Human
Date registered: Jun 2006
Vehicle: '08 C219
Location: Between Earth and Mars
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Every Christmas Eve after dinner, my son and I "get tired of waiting" and decide to drive around searching the skies for Rudolph and Santa. Invariably one of us sees some flash of something that we think might have been it, going in the direction of the in-law's house.
So we turn back, hoping that was really him, and lo & behold, we just missed him. There's the swath of wrapped boxes, waiting for all of us in their small living room...almost too many to step over, what with the furniture and the oversized artificial tree.
A couple of hours later, we have all of the wrapping paper in a trash bag, coats on, and we're on to the next stop in the annual Holiday tour. It ends roughly at midnight, by which time the dozen or so kids at Uncle Bob's cabin are having trouble staying awake and are sweaty from playing in winter clothes near a huge fire. Everybody is happy about everything, nobody cares what time it is, and nobody wants it to end, but there are long drives ahead, and more families to visit in the morning. More cookies to eat. More jokes to tell. More presents to open. More dogs to pet. The best part of all of it, is seeing the faces of your loved ones as they open their presents, and enjoy each other's company.
Tough to say, in those moments, that "There is no God."