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December is a flurry of expectations: gingerbread houses, letters to Santa, homemade cookies, and holiday board games set to a soundtrack of Christmas carols. When Christmas Eve finally arrives I will barely sleep for the anticipation of your footsteps in search of stockings and gasps of delight; bright eyes and unchecked eagerness. Surprise will fade to distraction as you busy yourself exploring your gifts and I will suddenly miss the longing of the day before.

Here is the secret I took too long to understand, do not be too eager to have everything because there is something invaluable about carrying a wish close to your heart. The truth that makes the secret sweeter is this: the greatest gifts are ever present. Remember that the grand moments pass quickly, but the little things hold the promise of endless joy.

Love, Mom

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