When our children were college-age, I started a new tradition. I bought white paper lunch sacks – one for each day in December. Then I dropped a surprise into each bag and tied them shut with red ribbons. The gift might be a piece of fine chocolate or a package of specialty cocoa or a Christmas trinket.

The game started with five children, but they have multiplied. This year it included thirty-nine people. (and certain co-workers are still lobbying to get in on the fun.) Over the years, I’ve tried to come up with new ideas every year, but some things are standard. Like chocolate. There must be chocolate.

Last year, one of the recipients ( a mother of four little girls) was caught squeezing the bags. When the girls asked what she was doing, she ‘fessed up. “I’m trying to figure out which day is orange slices.”

When she admitted this later, one of the siblings said, “Christie, you do know you are a grown-up, right? You can buy orange slices at the store.”

This will become a standard family joke. But it also illustrates an interesting truth about our family. The last couple of years, we have marched out and bought ourselves some orange slices instead of waiting for someone to hand them to us.

We have published a book, produced an EP, gone back to school, made short films, moved to new cities, launched new careers, and taken some big risks for our futures.

I still love the thrill of a secret tucked inside a white bag. But I’m intrigued by the possibilities of orange slices in the New Year. I think I’ll go out and get some.

How about you?