I snapped a picture as my daughter began opening her first Christmas present this morning.
The picture utterly reeks of gladness. It embodies the magic of Christmas morning, something that I realized about two nights ago… I have completely lost all feeling for.
Yes, about two nights ago I nearly had a Holiday meltdown, complete with whine and topped with pity. I was stressed and tired and hungry, and wondering WHY I let myself get that way every dang year.
As I looked through the pictures I snapped this morning, I was reminded of EXACTLY why I do it to myself every dang year.
Because it turns out that Christmas magic isn’t something you lose… it’s simply something you pass on.
(Thanks, Mom)
I am the same way… I couldn’t afford Christmas this year. I went to Walgreens for my mother. She needed wrapping paper. I saw all the gifts I wanted to give my nieces and nephews.
Yesterday, I took many pictures and I saw the looks on their faces. The spirit was returned to me. I couldn’t agree with you more on that quote. “It’s simply something you pass on”
Merry Christmas to you and yours!
Always,
Suzanne