The Christmas Gift Box
I am unequivocally convinced; everything in life comes full circle.
I looked at an old picture of myself at age two, on Christmas Day, and I see a small child enthralled by an empty toy box, moments before, wrapped with brilliant, shiny red color paper and topped with a big green bow. Paper and box contents, disregarded by me, a toddler, who is now mesmerized with his gift box.
Thereafter, for subsequent decades, I’d anticipate with wonder and excitement, impressed with the treasured objects forthcoming Christmas gift boxes would contain.
I’m back to enjoying empty Christmas gift boxes, the contents –too much stuff. A simple box, inspired by love, delivered with joy, is my gift: this is the stuff I can’t get enough of.