I come from a family of artists and craftsman. In one way or another, we're all have our own creative outlets. My dad took up working with stained glass many years ago. He's done some fantastic work. Yet, as the number of grandchildren multiplied like arrows in his quiver, stained glass took a back seat to other activities and priorities.

On Sunday night, my folks came down to have dinner with Taylor and Clayton. Mom and Dad wanted to make the journey to spend some time with the happy couple before the wedding, and to give the kids their wedding gift early. Wendy and I were a bit surprised when Taylor called to announce that the four of them were coming over. My folks requested that Taylor and Clayton open the gift in our presence.

So, they arrived and opened the package. Inside was a stained-glass piece that my father had created and framed by hand. It was awesome to see him back at it. The result was gorgeous.

It's the kind of thing money doesn't buy.