Vava had repurposed a pizza box into a gift box. She wrapped it with construction paper, created a Santa-themed card, and filled it with presents she made herself (three magic wands, a purse, and a notebook).
Not because someone told her to, not because she felt obliged, but because she loves.
Her love flows out of her in creativity, in colour and tape and paper. And in generosity, because love gives freely, gladly, happily, eagerly. And here's the secret: love itself is the light that illuminates any present. Whether it's a store-bought gift or a construction paper masterpiece, the real treasure isn't the thing you unwrap... the real treasure is the love.
And it's so so beautiful.
Merry Christmas, friends.
Xo.
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