The Box is coming.  It comes every year the same day, January 29th, Eve's birthday. It started about 15 years ago when a friend of hers got her a small birthday gift, like a box of cookies. When his birthday arrived in May, Eve put new gift wrap on the same box with the cookies and gave it back to him. The following January, he added a small present to the box, put on new gift wrap, and back it went to Eve.

And so on and so forth for about 15 years, going back and forth each January and May.  When we come home from work every January 29th, there it is by the front door.  Eve has left this box on his birthday in May in his car, garage, porch, even his locker at his club.

The box is about three feet tall and has become very heavy. No one can even remember what is on the bottom.

I don't know how long this can continue. Soon we will won't be able to lift the box.  It has already become too heavy for Eve.  Maybe they will start a new one. But then who gets this one? Birthdays are full of surprises.