I thought I had lost it. It is a shabby, red ring binder and it is full of the poetry I wrote when I was younger, ideas for novels, ideas for stories, scraps of folklore and myth - a magpie's bundle for a writer. I thought it had been thrown out years ago, and I missed it.
I have always wanted to write, from when I was very tiny, and for years I thought I would never be able to. Now I am more confident, and I can spend some of the holiday time looking over what I have done in the past and seeing what sparks are struck.
Finding my folder is the best gift I can ever have.