I’ve made it: I’ve hit that magic window when I finally sit down to enjoy Christmas. The chocolate bells and sugar cookies are made, the cinnamon rolls are ready for tomorrow, and I won’t even think about dinner for another, oh, twenty hours. The house is clean (enough) and the presents are all wrapped and accounted for. So the hours between now and then are mine, and I’m ready to share them with my family. For whatever chaos we’ve had in the past week (and there’s been a lot), for whatever various stages of sick we all are, for whatever people are near and far or gone to heaven this season, we are blessed–not for what we have or where we are, but for the gift we received on Christmas Day. Merry Christmas!