When the Magic of Christmas Changes Hands

Last night my siblings and I came to an agreement to open our Christmas presents at 8AM. Yes, this was still an early resolution, but it was important to establish a decent time, because if not, I am quite sure that both of my younger sisters, one 6, and the other 7, would both be excitedly be jumping on my bed at 630 in the morning.

I set my alarm for 7:50 and attempted to get to bed at a decent time on Christmas eve. When I awoke I took a shower and proceeded upstairs for a cup of coffee where I found my sisters already raging for their presents.


Rebecca (age 7): “Okay, I am trying to open some presents here people...” Both of my sisters are a riot.

This Christmas I have fully realized one thing, the joy of seeing other people opening presents. Sure I have been taught that it is better to give than receive, and that Christmas is a time of giving. And yea, everyone says that, but how many people actually mean it?

There were no surprises for me under the Christmas tree. Everything that I received, was either bought by me, or ordered from Amazon by my request. A few books and a jacket were all that I asked for.

Truthfully, it was so fun to watch my sisters open all of their presents. The magic is really still there for them. It brings back so many fond memories of past Christmases. I remember back in the day when I couldn't even sleep the night before because I was so excited for my own Christmas presents.

For the first time ever I think I have truly realized the joy that my parents feel in giving their offspring gifts. When you understand that Christmas isn't about you, it makes a whole lot more sense, at least in my mind.

I hope that everyone enjoys their Christmas!

Be Safe