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Thinking about my Aunt Kathy as I'm wrapping presents, because she made Christmas incredibly special each year. Gift-giving was her love-language, and I think only the tree in Rockefeller Center is big enough to contain all the presents she'd bring each year. And it was all stuff you really wanted or needed. She just knew.
This year my mom said we should only do one gift each. However, the other night I was visited by three spirits, and they were all Aunt Kathy.
The gift pile is large.