For my mother’s nativity set.

For mistletoe kisses.

And guitar strings.

For the comfortable joy of being home for Christmas.

And the sparkle that comes from being with the people you love.

For dogs underfoot.

And for feet covered in henna.

For special moments with my sisters.

And the sweetness of Hannukah lights and David stars.

And for my Santa, who always insists on rocking this holiday hat.