My best Christmas was that of 1993, a time when my wife was dying of cancer. She was not able to go out and shop and so we agreed that we would not exchange gifts, rather, we would consider our time together as a gift. We sat in front of the fireplace and drank hot chocolate. She smiled and said, "I never thought I'd see this. I'm so thankful." So was I. We relaxed and talked about the things that really matter. Things like life and living, learning and feeling, being and letting others be. The most beautiful things were those that we didn't need to say.
She died the following May. I have never had a better Christmas before or after.
That is beautiful and thanks for sharing it with us
It's so true this year is the 1st time I have something to be truley thankful for, and that is my new daughter. I didn't think I was going to be able to have her due to loosing my last child. Even though she won't know what christmas is, I am still going to make it a special one just for her.