
I woke up pretty late today…around 1:00 p.m. I’ve enjoyed sleeping in ever since Winter Break started.
When I went downstairs, I was so filled with joy to see the presents under the tree. There’s just something about it that makes the whole thing feel complete. The presents compliment the treeβs red and gold hues, every light hard to miss.
Stripes, symmetrical squares, shimmering gold, and snowflakes gently placed on the fragile gift wrapping that was so intricately folded around the red, white, and gold jewels that lie beneath the tree. And that golden angel on the top wraps it up like each crisp bow does it’s present. The heart represents the center of Christmas itself: the birth of Jesus, who has inspired the celebration that we come together to celebrate every year.
Although I consider myself a very grateful person, I must admit that during the Christmas season, my heart becomes fuller and fuller with gratitude; towards God, and my family, particularly Goodmommy.
Gifts are something that we often categorize as items or things, but the best gift of all is the Lord. Every day, we are blessed with life, love, peace, and family. A Christmas tree with gifts underneath are honestly just extras compared to the blessings that we receive every day.
I think that not only is Christmas about what you receive (presents, etc.), but itβs more so about being grateful for what you already have. Christmas wouldnβt be the same without those things in life that some take for granted.
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So today, me and Goodmommy want to wish you all a Merry Christmas,
and a Happy New Year!
– Princess Q’Zion
P.S. Here are some of my favorite Christmas songs for you to enjoy with Christmas cheer! Please tell me some of your favorite Christmas songs down below (in the comments) :))
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