For a time as a kid, our family had barely middle class income. Oh, we never went without shoes or anything, but things were tight.
During those difficult few years, there were a sprinkling of glorious moments when something so wonderful happened it felt like a miracle. One occurred when I was in grade 2. I’d just learned how to tell time and I wanted a watch for Christmas. Desperately. But I didn’t expect one, that’s for sure.
On Christmas Eve (we followed the northern European tradition of opening presents Christmas Eve), there was a special box for me. It was an unforgettable moment, unwrapping that gift. Not only did that box contain a watch, but it had six different coloured straps which could be interchanged, and three different casings which could be interchanged. The permutations and combinations were infinite to my 7 year old mind. Not only did I receive a beautiful watch, I received an infinite number of watches!
And I wore a new one every week for that year, and I bet the year after that, and the year after that.
Anyway, that’s one of my most magical, glorious moments of Christmas that I can recall.
How ’bout you? Did you have any particularly thrilling gift-moments that you can recall?