After opening the two beautiful handmade ornaments, reading the poems and cards my kids made, Shannon came and sat next to me.
"Mom, was this your best Christmas ever?" she asked.
"I think maybe it was" I replied, "why?"
"Because that was my wish when we broke the wishbone at Thanksgiving, that you would have the best Christmas ever" she said.
Trying to not cry, I grabbed her, hugged her and said, "There couldn't have possibly been a better Christmas".
How lucky am I?