As I remember my grandfather and those Christmas mornings he gave for a little girl's pleasure, I know that often a big life starts with doing small things.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I was lucky enough to grow up in a home where I woke up Christmas morning and had toys. I know that's not the case with all people and I don't think kids should go without experiencing that sort of joy.
Christmas is doing a little something extra for someone.
The first sort of big present I remember getting from Santa Claus was quite a small telescope that I remember going into our backyard with my parents and figuring out how to assemble, and staring at the night sky, just for hours, with both of my parents.
Children remind us to treasure the smallest of gifts, even in the most difficult of times.
Holidays are the best. I couldn't imagine being from a small family.
When I was five years old, my parents gave me a drum set for Christmas. My mom played the piano, and Dad played the saxophone badly. But that Christmas morning, I remember we all played together, and I thought it was the greatest day ever.
I was brought up Catholic, and even as a little girl I was affected by the idea of giving back - doing something for the needy, something of significance.
I do small things. I try to do good things every day.
From the time I was a small boy, I remember working in the fields with my grandfather and father. We weren't growing grapes, but we were farming crops, creating something good out of the earth.
The sharpest memory of our old-fashioned Christmas eve is my mother's hand making sure I was settled in bed.