I love Christmas! Growing up, it was always a major event. My mom was meticulous about the decorations and there were tons of presents underneath the tree. We would take turns opening gifts based on our ages, and usually it would go from youngest to oldest, which meant that I was always able to go first. It was always a two day event: Christmas Eve and Christmas day. My mom would stay in the kitchen frantically cooking and the kitchen was full of delicious smells. The movie It’s a Wonderful Life would be playing on the big screen television. I would get nervous every year because I always had a stack of gifts to wrap before bedtime. As an adult, I am still the designated gift wrapper. It is important that all the gifts are wrapped perfectly. The corners must be folded properly, and just the right amount of tape should be used.
My aunt taught me how to wrap gifts. She loved Christmas too. She was an avid gift giver. No matter who they were, she ALWAYS had a gift for everyone that would visit her at Christmas.
One year, my brother and I decided to check around our house and find our gifts ahead of time. We looked in all the closets trying to figure out which gifts were ours. To our dismay, on Christmas morning we learned the gifts that we thought were our were not and we had guessed wrong.
Over the years the traditions have changed, but for our family it is still a two day event. Fun, fun, fun. As kids, we would open up our gifts and then get dressed to make the rounds to our extended families to pick up gifts. Then we would come home and play with our toys, praying that we could do it all over again in the morning. As a parent, I pray that I can create the same magic for my daughters while still preserving the meaning of Christmas; the birth of Christ. I hope to have a perfect balance of love and tradition that they can hold onto for the rest of their lives . The best gift to give at Christmas is love.