As a child,
the days leading up to Christmas morning were…
I couldn't wait to open the presents and see what santa chose for me.
Christmas Eve was near a sleepless night.
With so much excitement, my siblings and I couldn't rest.
Bright in the morning, we made our parents coffee and waited with our stocking.
As a child, Christmas was about santa, and the presents.
Now, Christmas has a different meaning to me.
It isn't exactly the same, as a few of the pieces to our family puzzle are gone.
However, Christmas now means time with my family that I see daily,
and the ones I don't see as often.
Christmas is about the laughs, hugs, and even little arguments.
The Christmas spirit overwhelms me now.
I constantly feel warm and loved.
Christmas to me, now that I’m wiser,
is about time with the ones I love most .