Christmastime is bipolar time for me the last two years. I LOVE Christmas. I'm one of those people who start listening to Christmas music in like September. Yeah, I'm that crazy. But, of course, with Tom gone, Christmas has become bittersweet.
I still get extremely excited for Christmas time. I still get anxious for time with my amazing aunts and uncles and cousins. But then I think of Tom and I get sad. I hate spending the Holiday season without him. But it's not soooo bad. We still send each other Christmas packages and letters, and he gets to at least call home on Christmas, so it's one of the two days a year I get to talk to him and hear his voice. That's a big perk, right?
Well, I've been thinking about what the heck to make him for Christmas. We tend to make a lot of things for each other, and do things for each other, so I have to get creative. And after nearly five years, I feel like my creativity is getting drained. Well, as if I didn't already feel the pressure mounting (Christmas is just around the corner, I gotta get his package together and in the mail soon!), I got a little something from Thomas yesterday...
Brittney, one of my RAs, walked into my apartment yesterday and said she had a gift for me. It was a square-ish package wrapped in glitter tissue paper, and I naturally assumed it was from her. Then I unwrapped it, and my heart fell to my stomach. It was a black box, with a note taped to the top...the note was written in Tom's handwriting. It read: "On the first day of Christmas, your true love gave to you...A Christus in a glass cube!" Inside the box was a gorgeous glass cube with a statue of Christ etched on the inside.
Now, I dunno what this boy has up his sleeve this time, but it's safe to assume that I have 11 other gifts coming in the next week and a half...right? I'll keep ya posted. :)
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