This year, my favorite Christmas present wasn’t a gizmo, a gadget, a phone, or some other compellingly cool technological marvel.
I didn’t get:
An Amazon FireTV
A new laptop
Or even any books (e, or otherwise).
No, my favorite gift this year was from my eight-year-old daughter (with an assist from mom, who took her shopping), and uses technology that’s been around for centuries.
While the other things would have been nice, displaying a knowledge of the things I like (and would have been appreciated), what I got shows me just how special I am to a certain little.
It shows me how loved I am.
It’s not really even so much the gift itself as it is the sentiment behind it. So just what is this magical gift?
Just a couple of bracelets–which happen to mean the world to me. Thank-you, Bella, daddy will wear them with pride.