2. At the Harris Household

I could hear Leila jumping onto our parents' bed, begging them to wake up, because it was finally Christmas morning. I would've complained about her waking up at the ungodly hour of 6, but truth was, I hadn't slept at all the night before. Hadn't really slept at all since Tom had died.

That's why I pulled on my Christmas jumper and put on my happy face, even though I knew it wouldn't fool anyone at all. Then I made my way into the living room to sit by the tree with the rest of the family.

I barely paid attention to the gifts being opened. I just smiled and snapped pictures on my phone, pretending to be interested.

The first thing that really caught my attention was when Leila opened her gift from Santa. She got a bloody iPhone 8, and she actually looked disappointed. Kids these days. Greedy, greedy, greedy.

"You're really upset with that?" I asked, trying not to sound as annoyed as I felt.

She scrunched up her lips. "It's just... I asked for something else, too. But I don't think I'm going to get it if I got this."

I rolled my eyes and flipped through the photos I'd just taken, but they looked pathetic compared to the photos I'd taken with Tom for the past five Christmases.

God. I missed him. I'd never stop missing him.

After an hour more of pretending to be okay while watching my kid sister open gifts, I heard Leila say, "Wait, there's a card back here. It's for you!"

She bolted over to me and encouraged me to rip it open. In bright green writing, it said:

"Dear Miss Harris,

Leila told me all about the situation your heart is in, and I wanted to fix it. Unfortunately, not even Santa could tell me how to build new Love. That's why I decided to write you a letter instead. I know it's not expensive, but love isn't expensive either and I've heard it's the best thing in the world.

Anyway, I'm truly sorry about your boyfriend, but I don't want you to forget about your sister. She loved you enough to give up her Christmas gift (which I made sure got delivered, anyway). And I'm sure you have parents and friends and cousins and even stuffed bears that love you. I know familial love isn't the same as romantic love, but it can be just as good. So, you see, you do have plenty of love, so your heart must not be completely broken.


Sparkle the Elf"

By the time I finished reading, a trail of tears covered my cheeks.

"Oh no," Leila said. "I'm sorry. I thought it would be good."

"It was," I said, forming my first genuine smile in months. And then I grabbed her to hug her for as long as I could.

** Merry Christmas, everyone! And a happy New Year! **


I loved reading this ! Great message !!!
Kashish Gupta
Awww! This was such a heart warming story. I loved it! Merry Christmas to all!
This was such a great story. It hit very close to home because I recently lost someone I romantically loved and I'm still mourning. Thank you for sharing this story. You have no idea how much I needed it. I definitely cried lol. Merry Christmas!
This story is so cute I almost cried. But it did warm my heart.
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