Last year I shared my handmade ornament with my special tradition inside. You can see that post here if you’d like.
I have been thinking about my letter to my son that I will tuck away inside the box on Christmas Eve so he can read it Christmas morning. I am looking forward to writing about how proud I am of him. He has challenged himself this year and made some great goals for himself. I have seen him push himself harder than he ever has. He is 13 and becoming a young man. I know one day these letters will mean more to him than any gift we ever bought him. I wish my mom had told me in a letter year after year how she felt about me. I would love to be able to pull those out and cherish them every Christmas. My mom passed away at 47 years old and I was 29. Life can be really short. Don’t forget to let those you love know how you feel and enjoy this time together.
