Most holiday's are just busy. Cooking, family, friends, parties, shopping malls, wrapping, coordinating and eating. Many of the gifts are store bought and are from a wishlist of "I wants". But the ones that mean the most are the personalized, heartfelt gifts that can't be bought in a store or over the internet.
This year my Dad nailed the gifts to my sister and I. As we opened our gifts Christmas morning, he kept two gifts off to the side. "These we'll open last." After we opened gifts of camcorders, books and gadgets, Dad gave Catherine and I the final gifts. When we opened them, we each got a DVD with a sticky note that had our name on it. Dad said we needed to watch them and he got the DVD remote.
For Catherine, he had taken scanned in pcitures from her childhood, trips she's taken across the country, and accomplishment's from her life. All the pictures were set perfectly to one of Cat's favorite songs. The gesture was very emotional and I was fighting to keep the lump in my throat. Then it was my turn.
Dad had done the same thing for me. He included photos of my mom, their marriage, my childhood and accomplishments I've made in my life. The song he chose perfectly described our family and my feelings toward my dad. My emotions took over and with tears streaming down my face I hugged my Dad.
This marks the second Christmas without Mom, but we still remember her and honor her. Mom was such a rock in our family and we've had to learn how to set anchors and steady our family. Dad has really showed us so much and proven that "things" are things, but love is everlasting.

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