We were four: Earl, Kevin, Lonna, and me. And we woke to several inches of snow and blowing winds, which was fine since we had no place to go and no worries about family members coming to us. It was a small holiday celebration.
But there was plenty of food and wine and time to read and nap. At day’s end, which is when I’m posting this blog, none of us had left the house and a couple of us were still in our jammies. I didn’t even retrieve the morning paper until 4 PM.
Still, after a year when both my sons and Earl and I were challenged with work issues, health issues, and relationship issues, it seemed right. A low-keyed Christmas to counter-act a high-stressed year. And perhaps a respite to help us meet the challenges of 2018. Merry Christmas to all.