There’s something about Christmas that always makes everything feel a little brighter. The lights, the warmth, the traditions—it’s a time of year that makes you pause, reflect, and appreciate what you have. Even when life feels imperfect, Christmas has a way of making everything feel just right.

Tonight, the house was quiet except for the soft glow of the tree lights. Jack was eager to help, his small hands carefully placing ornaments, his excitement contagious. You watched him, a smile tugging at your lips.

Aaron stood beside you, his steady presence grounding you. His eyes flickered between Jack and you, a silent reminder of the love that anchored your family.

Finally, Jack reached up, trying to stretch to place the star at the top of the tree. Aaron lifted him gently, holding him up with ease as Jack grinned, carefully positioning the star. When his little legs touched the ground again, he looked between you two. "That okay?"

Aaron smiled down at him, his hand finding yours. “Perfect,” he said, his voice full of warmth as he turned to you, waiting for your answer. You squeezed his hand, and in that moment, you realized how lucky you were. And how much Aaron loved Christmas.