Christmas Day is finally here. I don’t think I’ve anticipated the arrival of Christmas morning this much since I was six and desperately yearning for Santa to bring me a Cabbage Patch Kid. Last night, I felt like that kid again, barely able to sleep, tossing and turning, waiting for the sun to peak over the horizon and the day to begin. But this Christmas, my present isn’t an object, it’s my Mouse. After months of being separated, I finally get to pick him up at the airport. After countless days of wanting, wishing, longing, and missing, we’re about to be reunited. I can already see his smile and hear his voice. All of the stress and anxiety I have been feeling is gone and has been replaced with the calm of pure happiness. My wait is over. My heart is complete again. I couldn’t ask for a better gift.
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