One thing you should know about me is I love surprises. I love to be surprised and I love to surprise others. I absolutely live for the challenge of pulling off a great surprise. This Christmas I pulled off my biggest one yet.
We had the blessing of being able to go home this Christmas and we decided that instead of telling my parents we were coming home for the holidays, we would simply show up on their doorstep on Christmas day. I started planning with my brother (Zach) in October making sure that he and his wife (Stephanie) would have some time off and that they could plan to be with my parents. Not only would we get to spend some quality time with them, but it would also ensure that my parents didn’t plan some sort of last-minute Caribbean cruise or something! With the planning underway, we got more and more excited.
When I spoke to my parents, I carefully avoided the subject of what we were doing for Christmas and talked more about my company’s Christmas party and all the things our church was doing. Finally on the 23rd of December, we set off for the airport. We had a fun two days leading up to Christmas day and I couldn’t get over how excited I was to see our families. My enthusiasm for all things America and family just kept bubbling over. I was like a giddy schoolgirl.
Christmas morning finally dawned and it was an amazing day from beginning to end. We enjoyed Christmas morning with Ben’s family and then had a great lunch together. We then set off for my parents house. I have to say that I loved the two and half hour drive to their house. After having not driven in over a year and a half, it felt great to be on the open roads. We arrived at my parents house and I drove extremely slowly up their driveway so that they wouldn’t hear the car. We gently shut the doors of the jeep, crept up the walkway and then slowly tried to open the front door.
It stuck. I had to mash the handle pretty good before the door gave way and opened. I could hear my family talking in the living room as Ben and I slowly walked in. As I turned the corner I said cheerfully, “Merry Christmas!!” Everyone turned our way and my dad was the first to respond. He promptly shouted, “What?! Who is this?!” My mom’s hand flew to her mouth as she gasped out loud. The next thing I heard was my dad saying, “this is so cool!”
It finally sunk in to my mom (who thought she was hallucinating!) and she got up and put her hands on both sides of my face and just stared at me for a minute. Then she kissed my check and pulled me in for a fierce hug. My dad had finally recognized me by this point and after hugging Ben, he wrapped his arms around me and my mom who were just standing there hugging. It was the best Christmas gift I have ever been given and the best surprise I have ever pulled off.