Whenever It’s Wrapped

From my worst, shiny wrapping paper and bows always put a smile on my face. Lighting the Christmas tree and putting up the red ornaments. Remembering the bigger tree or buried in that old pine's fronds.

Christmas rom-coms in every hour of each day. Sweet, lovely ladies and the sensitive knight, sometimes enemies at first, sometimes an adorable hot-chocolate over the fire sort of chemistry.

For a few years I was too little to help with dinner. The movies kept me entertained as my Mother worked hard with the masa.

Christmas itself is a beautiful, whimsical gift. Simple, nostalgic flavors.