Christmas

Ah, Christmas that amazing day filled with expectations of all kinds.  As givers of gifts one expects that the recipients like and enjoy what you have given.  As a recipient one anticipates the thoughtful and often unexpected gift.  As observers of grandchildren one expects over stimulation to occur (how can it not) and emotions to finally take full control as" mine" and "yours" are lost in the heat of the action.  As the day extends into darkness the gifts given to boys are played with by girls and girls gifts by boys.  Parents and grandparents have that glass of wine (or stronger) and begin to relax.  Could we take this one day more than once every 365 days?  I think not!  But once every 365 we can fully enjoy and savor every moment.