I am in my mid 20s. We live in Vermont and Christmas is like a story book. The Vermont snow the house lit up with Christmas lights a fire in the fireplace and a family dinner on the table, and Santa comes at night leaving the opening of gifts for Christmas morning. As a child the anticipation of Christmas morning was almost unbearable . 

As long as I can remember, My family has a tradition that on Christmas Eve we open one gift from my parents. These gifts have always come from your studio in St. Louis. As we grow older and realize sometimes the most powerful gifts are not the big packages on Christmas morning, but small, powerful, meaningful, handmade gifts from the heart. When I was away attending college I could not come home for Christmas. All four years my mom sent me a candle with your story about Sharing the Light of Love on Christmas. It was beautiful. It actually made me feel like I was there with my family as we lit our candles on FaceTime with each other.  l always let that candle burn until it was gone. As the tradition goes, we now light a candle while someone reads your Sharing the Light of Love Christmas story. We do this for anyone that might be alone in the world.

Then my mom gives us each a bag of Seeds to share and one of your ornaments.  None of us can wait. We do this after Christmas dinner. Honestly for me and my siblings this is our favorite part of Christmas. It's the embodiment of us being together. Waiting to get our new ornament, well it matches the anticipation of when we were kids waiting for Christmas morning to come. This is a tradition that I will keep in my life when I have my own kids. Thank you for doing what you do. It's amazing how you touch people’s lives. I can't wait to see what ornament I get this year.

Love Kara