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I lean in to steal a bite from the edge of the stack. The taste explodes in my mouth, and I give Vaughn an approving nod. “These are amazing! You’ve outdone yourself,” I exclaim.
“Of course they are. I’ve got a great coach,” he says with a grin, referring to the time we’ve spent cooking together since he proposed a few months ago.
The memory of Vaughn down on one knee, asking me to be his forever rushes through me with a wave of love for it. I couldn’t have known that one simple question would change everything.
We sit together to share breakfast, and as the warmth of the moment envelops us, I’m overflowing with gratitude for this life we are building. The presents, the decorations, the love—love fills every corner of our home.
After breakfast, Vaughn and I exchange gifts. When he hands me a small box, I can’t contain my excitement as I unwrap it. Inside is a delicate silver necklace with a tree charm adorned with little ornaments.
“It symbolizes our growing family,” he explains, a soft smile on his lips. “Each ornament represents another memory we will make together.”
I fasten the necklace around my neck, tears pricking at the corners of my eyes. “It’s perfect, Vaughn,” I whisper as I lean in to kiss him softly. “I love it.”
As we finish exchanging gifts, Vaughn glances at the clock. “We should get ready for the family gathering,” he reminds me, and I nod, feeling a flutter of excitement.
We’re hosting both of our families this year, and I’m thrilled to open up our home to everyone. It feels amazing to bring them together, building new traditions and memories that will last forever.
To our surprise, a few inches of snow blanket the ground outside. Stepping out onto the street, we breathe in the crisp, cold air, our breath forming clouds in front of our faces. It feels like a magical world, and I can’t help but laugh as I turn to Vaughn. “Look at this! It’s like a scene from a movie.”
Wrapping his arm around my waist, he chuckles, his warmth anchoring me in this perfect moment.
As we head back inside, my eyes catch a glimpse of our decorated tree and the twinkling lights above. I know today will be filled with laughter, love, and the spirit of Christmas that we’ve come to love and cherish.
The doorbell rings, and my heart races with excitement. Vaughn and I exchange a quick glance before he hurries to open the door. Our families pour in, filling the house with laughter and chatter. A deep sense of belonging washes over me as I embrace my parents and then his.
Family life quickly takes over children darting around, parents catching up, and the delicious aroma of holiday dishes filling the air. I pause to take it all in: the warmth, the love, and the community. Everything feels perfect.
After dinner, we gather in the living room for dessert. I catch Vaughn looking at me, his eyes soft and full of love. He leans in and whispers, “I’m so glad you’re mine.”
I rest my head on his shoulder, my heart fluttering at his words. “I’m so glad you’re mine, too,” I reply.
As the evening winds down, we circle around the tree to give one final gift—the gift of memories. I set the camera on a timer and captured a picture of us all huddled together, smiling and laughing. This is what Christmas is all about: family, love, and new beginnings.