christmas, my child, is love in action. every time we love, every time we give, it's christmas.

With Christmas quickly approaching, I am busy trying to balance my responsibilities with my favourite Christmas traditions. Lately, I have been thinking a lot about my favourite Christmas memories.

Out of all of the wonderful Christmases I have experienced, my favourite memories are always of my brother and I. We have always had a special relationship. Not everyone knows this, but I am a twin!

When we were younger, my brother and I would always wake up ages before the rest of our family. We would meticulously plan our descent down the stairs...from which stairs would creak to how early we would get up. Once we got down there, we would tip toe around the living room, turn on the tree, and go through our stockings. We ate chocolate, watched Christmas movies, and waited with baited breath for the rest of the family to come downstairs and join in the festivities.

As we got older, these kinds of Christmas mornings became rarer and rarer. We cared more about sleeping in than making our Christmas plans. In the last few years, I have found myself missing those moments more than anything. Watching Christmas movies alone with my brother, the glow of the Christmas tree lighting up the room....those are my happiest Christmas memories. I miss them.

On an entirely different note, I am all smiles today. Last night, I was gifted an early Christmas present: two adorable pairs of earrings from my favourite designer, Betsey Johnson. Aren't they gorgeous? I am so spoiled.

What is your favourite Christmas memory?