"This was the best Christmas we ever had. It had to be because it always is. I heard my mother say so every year. It was she who protested that she didn't want a present; she just wanted us all to be together and love one another. It was she who feared that seasonal frenzy would overshadow eternal verities. She was apprehensive that we might get so caught up in the excitement of giving and regardless of what anyone tried to teach us, of getting, that we would ignore "the true meaning of Christmas."
"She would have loved this one. Last year the family was broke and we said, "Let's don't give any presents." Then we dipped into reserves and gave them anyway. This year even the reserves were gone. There was still, however, the thrill in the heart, the building of excitement, the rush of preparation. There was still the awareness of hope, the weary world rejoicing." ~Excerpt..."Christmas Gift"