>>935923782 (OP)Close your eyes and imagine others having what you arranged for them, what you might like yourself. Things that maybe only you know about, or just what's nice.
For you i'd like you in a holiday time, wearing a wreath meant for a doorway, to welcome and ward, but forgotten what. Old customs never understood left behind for better memories, found by you.
Red berries, mistletoe in the wreath has everyone hold you up so they can kiss someone else under it. You climb up, so mummy and daddy can kiss eachother. No excuse not to.
Your Dad, yours truly, picks you up and flies you over and around the boys, like it or not kissed to send you away to another. The bravest refusing and gripped forced to your face, and to get their turn with the wreath. Standing tall or on stilts, trying to shirk the role so they can get back to playing. Everyone getting a good kiss with everyone else within reason, the wreath back on the door. All inside cared for and content. Don't need another, or won't turn them away. Opposites, but in good nature (both).
Lose their enchantment they do, ideas, when made obligations, customs, like they need to be done so, to get allnthe good. Like everything needs to be the same. The spiritbof things mighf need to, the nice thjngs had, situation might need another approach another way, to make people smile, happy, content, whatwver words for right, and not just feeling, but things being right. Doing a procedure expecting a result might make it pathetic.
Have to really try. Put your heart in. Relyijg on others from the past to give the magic is like saying it still isn't in you.
Everyine hungering for eachothers happinesss sometimes means nothing needs to be eaten. Each offers themselves and their care, hunger competes, kind of helps harder trying and to keep trying when hunger is gone makes it unnescessary. Filled is a good time to give, but so is starving, empty, making what others might need, and being filled with charity or appreciation.