I wasn’t expecting to find anything, but was I wrong. There it was. The most beautiful pink jewelry box I had ever seen. I quickly put it back in the cardboard box and pushed it back on the shelf, under the blankets.
Come Christmas morning, I had to appear surprised when I opened that gift, but I guess my reaction wasn’t good enough. My mother whispered, “You snooped and found that, didn’t you, Susan?”
I put on a good act, full of objections, but thankfully she just nodded her head and let the subject drop. Taught me a lesson about snooping. Also convinced me that I had been living with Santa and Mrs. Claus all my life.
Of course, Santa magically visited on Christmas Eve when my children were young. If parents were paid for all the hours they spend putting together toys for Christmas, we could retire at a very young age; and wrapping presents seemed to never end. I was so happy when gift bags came along. I’d like to kiss the person who invented them.
With the cost of gifts today, I completely understand why stores have to display Christmas items so early. It takes a lot more money to buy that coveted gift now than it ever did in my youth. So many gifts were handmade back then, worked on all year long. It is different today. (We are so busy, and modern technology was supposed to make our lives easier.) I admire anyone who takes the time to make gifts. Many become keepsakes and last for generations.
I have to admit, though, that I am really enjoying watching all the Christmas and holiday movies on Hallmark Channel. I’m a hopeless romantic, always looking for the warm fuzzy in a movie, and what Christmas movie wouldn’t have a happy outcome?