Below is a copy of the letter that I sent out to my children.
Dear Children,
Every year you ask me what I want for Christmas, and every year I
tell you the same thing -- well-behaved children who love God. That's
what God got on the first Christmas ... if it was good enough for him,
it's good enough for me.
However, I know that you are all quite generous and want to give me
more than that. So here's what I'd like (in addition to the
above-mentioned): TIME!
My lists of what I have to do, what I'd like to do, and what I daydream
about doing make me long for more time, not more stuff.
So, be creative. If you've already bought me a spatula or a book or
a $300 sweater, explain how it will give me more time. Or fix a dinner
or fold some
towels. You're not too old to come up with an old-fashioned coupon
book. I'd gladly have some of your time. I love gifts because they're
an expression of the time and effort the giver took in selecting them.
That's why I'm not very good at giving lists.
I can most honestly and profoundly say that having you as children is one of the greatest gifts in my life!
Mom
Monday, December 17, 2012
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