All I want for Christmas is...

All I want for Christmas is to be gluten tolerant. Santa, can you hear me? I dream of nothing more. Do you have that inside your bag of goodies you haul in your sleigh? You gobble up every every bite of cookies we leave out for you on Christmas Eve after you've shimmied your way down our chimney, so I know you understand the frustration of this predicament I'm in. Imagine biting into cardboard after a long night of work. That's me when I have to partake in gluten-free cookies off the shelf at the grocery store. It doesn't matter the ingredients, the labor put into baking them with care, the blood, sweat and tears it takes to get the consistency up to par. It never comes close and always falls short. So, here I am on Christmas, not wishing for toys, for money, for clothes, for cars, for love, for peace, for much of anything, really. Santa, all I want for Christmas is gluten, but gluten doesn't care. I hope that you do. Yours Truly, Jillian.