You Can’t Always Get What You Want
When I was a kid, I made a mission out of ruining all my mother’s surprise Christmas gifts. Not the gifts, themselves, of course, but the surprise factor. I felt so smart breaking her heart.
Okay, perhaps that’s an exaggeration. But it did upset her every time I figured out what she had so carefully hidden. As for me, surprise on the day, surprise a week before, didn’t matter. My mom always picked winners, and she also made sure that whatever we’d put on our wish lists ended up under the tree come Christmas Eve. Read more…