I'll Be Home for Christmas

Every year, I convince myself I'll feel just as I'm supposed to feel on Christmas Eve and Day—ready to take it all in with childlike wonder. Inevitably, I get caught up in the work and worry of preparation, even if it's just trying to put myself in that state of wonder.

This year, the family Christmas party will be at our house. That means no travel as the temperature dips back to normal after a weekend in the 60s. I'll be able to duck out of the festivities and nap if necessary, but it also means trying to fulfill everyone's expectations of what Christmas should be. Amid the preparation are things no one can prepare for, that make each season memorable. Every year I learn to accept Christmas as it presents itself. As always, peace and good will to you.