Maybe it's the ghost that visit Scrooge, maybe it's the excitement of the height of the season, but I've always liked Christmas Eve better than Christmas. As a kid we opened our presents on Christmas Day but we'd get together with the extended family and exchange gifts, and my aunt always got me something pretty nifty and it was nice to see everyone and have some great food and cheer.
This year, we've lost both my Dad and my Grandmother-- both sorely missed-- and my Mom is in Japan visiting my brother and his wife, so my sister and I are going to carry on and try to host the extended family get together-- it's going to be strange, but life carries on.
Merry Happy!
