The Greatest Gift

I spent this Christmas at work: in camp in the north, far from my blood family in the east, and my American family in the south. It was strange and lonely, but I was not forgotten. 

I had received my Christmas jammies in the mail the day before my rotation began, and true to my instructions, opened and wore them on Christmas Eve.
I am beyond grateful to be included in this wonderful family's thoughts and traditions.

But the greatest gift I got this year?

Four simple words that I had not seen together in 35 years.