That’s where I am tonight. Feeling peaceful. I am done with everything on my Christmas list except for one gift.
Tomorrow is coffee with my friend Molly at Amelie’s Bakery in Charlotte, Wednesday lunch with Becca. My season is filled with friends and loved ones. Blood relatives and urban family that I have adopted to be my own.
That’s what Christmas is about. Being with the ones we love, blood or not. It’s not about gifts. The spirit of Christmas is the love and joy that is in you, in me, in us all.
So, this Christmas, while you are running around trying to find that perfect something for that perfect someone, remember it’s not what you are buying, it’s the thought that counts.
Long after that gift is gone, they will remember the gift that is you.