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" I was finishing the last of the Christmas wrapping this weekend, and I decided to go into a new line of work. I&amp;#039;m going to invent stuff that single mothers really need. As I sat there wrapping and taping, it started getting really tedious putting the tags on because they all read the same. &amp;quot;To: Anna From: Mom&amp;quot; or &amp;quot;To: David From: Mom&amp;quot; over and over and over again. I finally stopped writing in the &amp;quot;From&amp;quot; area and just started scrawling their names across the whole tag. Of course they&amp;#039;re all from Mom. Dad isn&amp;#039;t here anymore, and his presents are all at his house now. They both have a present from Santa (even though Anna doesn&amp;#039;t believe and hasn&amp;#039;t for a few years now). We have a wonderful neighborhood Santa who shows up at our door a weekend before Christmas, and that&amp;#039;s when we get the Santa present. My family sends money, and Peter&amp;#039;s family is shipping everything via Amazon, so all the stuff under the tree is courtesy of the first national bank of Mom. I figure I need to invent gift tags with no &amp;quot;From&amp;quot; line, just for single Moms. Along with that, I&amp;#039;m going to invent vegetables that taste like pizza, a weed killer that really works with just one application, a life-sized pillow shaped like Viggo Mortensen, and a vaccuum cleaner that picks up toys of every size and then with the flick of a switch deposits them where they need to go. I sense a thriving business in the works. I also wrapped Peter&amp;#039;s gift this weekend. Anna saw what I picked out and commented, &amp;quot;Mom, you got Dad a present? I don&amp;#039;t think he got you anything.&amp;quot; I told her that was OK, and it is. I honestly only got it because it was inexpensive and I&amp;#039;m not sure whether he&amp;#039;s buying anything for me. I didn&amp;#039;t want to be empty-handed if he did. We exchanged gifts last year, but I&amp;#039;d really prefer not to repeat that experience, especially since he was good enough to have Stacie wrap and address my gift. It was a nice fist to the stomach on Christmas morning when I saw the tag, let me tell you. What I can&amp;#039;t tell Anna, of course, is that the best present their Dad can give me this year is not being here. He just doesn&amp;#039;t belong anymore. And it&amp;#039;s a gift beyond price that I can feel that way now. "^^<http://www.w3.org/2001/XMLSchema#string>
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