Hot Cocoa is Best When Shared

This morning, Ruth found the Krispy Kreme coupons I'd tucked away in a drawer.

"Will you take us for hot cocoa one Sunday afternoon?" she asked, as she rubbed the glossy paper between her fingers and her thumb.

I was busy with Isabella but remember telling her we'd look for a day on the calendar.

Tonight, as I looked through her book bag, one last time, to make sure she was ready for Monday, this is what I found...

A card for her teacher.

Look, Ruth is giving our hot chocolate to someone who deserves it more!

Ruth has no idea...

I used to believe Ruth was given to me because I was lonely and I needed her.  Then later, I became certain she was mine because I had many, many lessons yet to learn.  Today, I choose to believe she is a gift.

Love,

me