I was at my niece’s for Christmas this year, but what I wanted to talk about today is Christmases past. For as long as I can remember opening presents both at Christmas and on my birthday was nothing special, I got ties, shirts or pants that I never did want. Meanwhile, I had to sit there in silence watching others open presents that I really wanted, earrings, necklaces and other gifts that I would just die for to receive. This year I received a nice scarf and an overnight bag, last year a necklace and a pair of Christmas tree earrings. The year before that a pocketbook. It only took fifty years, but wishes do come true.
Now I look forward to the holidays, wondering what Santa will bring.