…and just like that Christmas festivities were over.

A marathon of preparation, decoration, relocation. Then we hustled and bustled. We ate and we laughed. Barely had time to stop for a breath.

Christmas morning came the kids were ready for stockings, presents and the traditional breakfast bake.

Seemed like no time, that the house looked shaken and stirred and tossed like a salad, laughter ran freely for a little while.

Then the house grew quiet, adults resting, kids out sledding. My mind quickly returned to when I was a child.

Back in those days huge family gatherings Christmas Eve, and Christmas morn griddle cake and cheese bake. In the afternoon off to Gran & Grandpa C’s. Food and cousins and bouncing on Grandpa’s knee. The nostalga felt painful this year, as Grandma is tucked in a nursing home not so near. šŸ’”

When the kids came back shared food and gifts with friends. Then evening fell no one complained when it was time for bed.

A trip back to the city and back and all of a sudden, just like that, it was over for another year.