Christmas Through the Years

As a child, Christmas was a magical time.  I would sit in front the tree and hope for that dream toy.  My eyes were full of wonder and amazement.  I was excited and the anticipation was welling up inside me.

However, I am not a child anymore and Christmas is different now.

I go out in search of the perfect gift to give my niece.  Hoping to see that wonder and amazement in her eyes.  I am excited and love is welling up inside of me.  Christmas is no longer about what I get.  Instead it is about what I can give.


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