“What’s wrong, sweetheart?” I asked as I pulled her towards me.
She sat on my lap and crossed her arm. “You didn’t even look at my Christmas present to you.”
“What are you talking about?” I asked. “You gave me an ornament and I hung it on the tree.”
“I’m not talking about that one,” she said. “I made you a card and you didn’t even read it.”
“You made me a card?” I asked sheepishly. “I guess I must have overlooked it. I’m sorry.”
“Hmmph,” she said.
“Where is it now?” I asked.
She reached into her pocket and pulled out a crumpled card shaped like a Christmas tree.
“Here,” she said shoving it into my face.
I gently took the card and read this message:
Thank you for all you have done for me this year.
I held back tears as I stared at the card. My daughter had poured out her heart to me and I had carelessly overlooked it. I pulled her closer to me and squeezed her tight.
“Thank you, darling,” I said. “That was the best Christmas present that I’ve ever received.”
She smiled and her cold demeanor melted as I kissed her on the cheek.
Question: What was the best Christmas gift you received?