Wishing you all a very merry merry Christmas.  For me, I didn’t really grow up with Christmas. I kind of created it in a little way for my younger brothers with tiny stockings and maybe a present or two if I could come up with them. Even tried to give my brothers the belief in Santa at least for awhile.

Then I grew up. Christmas became one of those times when people seemed sad or stressed around me. So I kind of picked up on that. That wasn’t really any fun. For awhile we tried to make it something bigger in our family exchanging gifts and that got to be a bit more fun.

But then I met Mark. I never met a man who loved Christmas so much. His whole countenance would change. He would be even happier than he normally is. He would sing, dance and just be so happy. This was instantly contagious. I began to love Christmas too and couldn’t wait for it come just a kid. The very first Christmas we had together was so fun. I felt like a kid. We had a tree, an ornament party (of which now I treasure all the ornaments that our friends and family have given us every year.) and there were lots of presents. Big ones, small ones. The night we decorated the tree, Mark would play his favorite music and we would just be so joyful and thankful. Thankful for each other, our dogs, our cat, our children in our lives, our families and our friends.

Wow, and then we do again, every year. I love Christmas. Thank you Mark for giving me Christmas. Love, Ming