Have you ever experienced a moment so serene, so picturesque, so perfect that its inception seems utterly orchestrated? You have to stop and wonder; where is the art director hiding? Because this is too special, too amazing, too heartfelt? Words cannot describe driving to our German (second) home from our niece’s, pulling up to the front of the house, and seeing the perfectly situated Christmas tree glowing in the window, with our dearest friends sitting underneath it, opening presents and clinking Champagne flutes together. We just stopped and looked at each other: what did we do to deserve this beautiful Christmas moment?
