I met a fifty-something-year-old guy after my presentation at a conference in Minnesota earlier this year. He told me, “My mom believed that her kids should always get a toy from her for Christmas, no matter how…”
I expected him to finish the sentence with, “…no matter how poor we were.”
But he surprised me instead with, “…no matter how old we are.”
To this day, along with other gifts, she still gets each of her adult children a toy for Christmas.
I wish she would have been there, for I would have liked to give her a hug. It takes a wise woman to know that no matter how old a person gets, they carry all the ages they’ve ever been with them. The wide-eyed, fun-loving child inside lives forever.
Although that childlike spirit can be neglected throughout the year, Christmas is the perfect time to reconnect with the hope, wonder, and joy we were filled with as children.
I asked the gentleman what his mother got him last year.
“A Lego set,” he replied.