I think back to my high school and college days, pre-Jeremy and pre-Calvin. I often would get into conversations half-heartedly about the "meaning of life".  It seemed to be something that everyone spoke about.  

Now I know what it's all about - for me.  Every time I see my little guy's face or hear his voice.  The reason I'm here is to make his life safe, happy, healthy, and to see him grow.  The smiles on his face when I tickle him, the sleepy face when he's tired, the look he has when he's figuring something out... all of these are what make life worth it. 

Merry Christmas, everyone.  And I thank God every day that He has given me this wonderful gift.