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)