Sleepless Christmas Gift Gazing

Sleepless Christmas Gift Gazing

I loved Christmas so much as a wee child.

In hindsight, it wasn't about Christmas day as much. Christmas day was often filled with some levels of disappointment — over not getting this or that, or inevitably some toy not being quite as great as you'd hoped it would be. The living room covered in torn paper.

But the nights leading up to Christmas, gazing at the wrapped mystery boxes under the Christmas tree lights, dreaming and speculating on what wonders may be awaiting me... that was the most magical time... that's when the world seemed filled with possiblities...

I'm a childless adult now. It's been many years since I've felt that excitement... and yet it's still very dear to me. I can access those memories so vividly.