07 December 2006
12" by 12" with a depth of about 8". Appears to have arrived by post, though she could conceivably have smuggled it into the apartment in a bag without my noticing. Heavy but not too heavy. Definitely in a cardboard box. Firm, the contents slide only slightly when shaken.
I have absolutely no idea what it is. But really that's not the point, and I don't really care what it is, though I am sure I will love it. The point is that my sister, who hates shopping and generally procrastinates about everything, has already chosen something special just for me and wrapped it up and put it under the tree. Three weeks early, no less.
And I am reminded that Christmas is not at all about things. The things are just a roundabout way of saying "I love you." I have a twin whose mere presence brings immeasurable joy to my each and every day. I am so lucky.