Preemptive Strike – Day 20

Everyday is Christmas I remember when I was young. On Christmas morning, there was such anticipation to see what gifts awaited us? I was excited that my big family (at that time, I was the youngest of seven) would all get together and laugh. We were loud. My mom was the best cook, so our table always overflowed with delicious food. I miss my big, loud, crazy family gatherings. I...