Merry Christmas

As we traveled over the river and through the woods this evening, we all chimed in singing our favorite Christmas songs.  The kids are growing up fast. Every year that ticks by, the wonder of Christmas may teeter on the endangered list for our newfound adolescents.  But is it really?  As they constantly clutch some type of technology, is there still some room for tradition and silly reindeer games.  The answer came tonight in a resounding yes. While those holiday tunes came out of an IPad blaring from the back seat, we were all ready for Santa’s big day. I was eager to give and in true youthful excitement, the kids were ready to receive. In the songs that we sang, Chris and I were connecting our Christmas’s past to the Children’s Christmas present. In the songs’ refrains, we would all chime in our best exuberant voices. We were all in a good place. We drove through Durham and I could sense a comfort that comes with being happy in your own skin.  Both Chris and I feel at home here, able to be ourselves and live life free to explore the possibilities. My kids can grow up here with innocence and well-being. Christmas day will be a gift that we cherish because we can all share in it together and appreciate the life we have all built together. May your traditions grow into wonderful memories…the type that live on from one generation to the next.  May your life be merry, despite its challenges. For Chrismas is here and once again, I am thankful.

Peter was sure to label each stocking so Santa would get it right.