The Best Gift

The phone rang.  Unexpected it was.  A call.  From someone else's mama.  But.  A call from a mama.  On Christmas.  Someone who called me.  That I didn't have to initiate contact.  It was the best gift I got.  The others were nice.  They were thoughtful.  But that one made me cry.  God knew.  It was good. It was beautiful.  And I got to tell her how much it meant.  I purposefully told her how much it meant.  I could have just taken it in stride. I could have acted like it was the norm.  But I want to learn to tell people those important things.  So I did.
I got the best gift. It cost nothing but a few minutes.  It filled my heart up.