Sometimes I get a little present happy this time of year, imagining what might be under the tree for me (my husband is a pretty good gift giver). But this year, I’m so not thinking about presents, I’m just thinking about people. I am unimaginably happy to have Jake come home from Barcelona to mess up his room and expect me to wait on him. I am over the gosh darn moon that my sister and brother-in-law are leaving the warmth of Miami for the warmth of my couch. And on Christmas, my other sister will come and try to get us listen to “Tuck Everlasting” until we fall asleep on her. And our good friends will come and spend the day. This year, it’s people that feel like the biggest, sparkliest gift I’ve ever received.