What? That's it? No more presents for me?
(Well, except that huge one behind you kiddo).
Maybe most kids have this expression, or this feeling, one Christmas or another
in their childhood.
I remember, quite well, my little brother having a similar reaction one Christmas.
Two minutes later his beautiful new bike was wheeled in from outside.
It's not quite the same, but I do tend to feel a let-down after Christmas.
I feel somewhat sad, not for what wasn't received or for what didn't happen,
but because it's over.
But, like that big present looming behind Kingsley, or
my brother's soon-to-be-revealed bike, I need to remember that
there is always more good to come.
Happy New Year!
