What I want for Christmas

 I saw this today on the internet.  I don't know who wrote it, but it sums up how I feel.

My children each year ask me the same question. After thinking about it, I decided I'd give them my real answer:

What do I want for Christmas? 

I want you. 

I want you to keep coming around, I want you to bring your kids around (when you have them) I want you to ask me questions, ask my advice, tell me your problems, ask for my opinion, ask for my help. 

I want you to come over and rant about your problems, rant about life, whatever. Tell me about your job, your worries, your spouse (significant other), your fur babies. I want you to continue sharing your life with me. 

Come over and laugh with me, or laugh at me, I don't care. Hearing you laugh is music to me.

I spent the better part of my life raising you the best way i knew how, and I'm not bragging, but i did a pretty darn good job. Now, give me time to sit back and admire my work, I'm pretty proud of it.

Raid my refrigerator, help yourself, I really don't mind. In fact, I wouldn't want it any other way.

I want you to spend your money making a better life for you and your family, I have the things I need. I want to see you happy and healthy. 

When you ask me what I want for Christmas, I say "nothing" because you've already been giving me my gift all year. I want you.