in Missoula, Montana

My family has a tradition where, every Christmas Eve after church, we sit around the fire and Christmas tree, and we open one gift. For the last 22 years of my life, that gift has been matching nighties for my sister and I that we eagerly run upstairs and put on to show my mom. This year, as my sister handed out presents, I knew there was no way a night gown would fit into the tiny sack I was handed. The sack was gold and shiny, and inside it was a gold glittery Reindeer Christmas Ornament. Tied onto the Reindeer’s horn was something that out-sparkled the sack and the ornament combined; a ring. Before I could really react, Brandon was kneeling by my side. -Morgan