I remember as a kid that my grandparents, great aunts and other family members all used to gather around at Christmas and watch everyone open presents. As a child, it used to mystify me that the relatives didn’t seem particularly excited or eager to open presents. Instead, they always told us they enjoyed watching me and my cousins open our presents and that was their gift.
Now I understand. At 26 years old, there are certainly things I want, but for the most part I have everything I need. What was more exciting for me at Christmas this year was to give my girls their Christmas presents, which happened to be two rawhides about two feet long each. What made it even better was my Miniature American Shepherd, Lady, was born on Christmas Eve so we had a birthday party for her, too. I couldn’t believe how excited I was to see the dogs play with their pile of toys and eat Lady’s birthday bones. I admit, I even recorded Lady running into my little living room to find all her birthday toys on her bed so that I would have it to rewatch.
I understand now what my grandparents and great aunts always smiled at. They had everything they needed in life, but it was the joy on my face and that of my cousins that really made their holiday, just like the joy of seeing my two girls run in and see their Christmas and birthday treats that made my holiday.