you can’t wrap my dream gift.

Laughter. The kind that is so beautiful, it makes you relish and thankful for being alive. The kind that comes when you sense you are poised for a great adventure and the wind swirling your hair whispers a song in your ear and tickles your heart with the possibilities of life. You cannot help skip around then, attuned to the wonder of God’s blessings and your eyes are bright with the joy of contentment, knowing all is well with your soul. This is when your laugh comes deep from within, infectious and uncontrollable.