I work with three wonderful ladies in a church organization. Every year we do a Christmas lunch. Usually we go to a restaurant, but this year one of the ladies–a woman in her 70s–wanted to have our Christmas lunch at her home. She prepared and served us a lovely meal and wouldn’t let us bring anything. Her house was decorated perfectly and the food was amazing. I felt like I had stepped into a Better Homes & Gardens Christmas issue. It was a lovely gift of her time.