Christmas morning and the family still sleeps.
I woke at my usual time and I've been reading and thinking and enjoying the peace.
The whole day lies waiting for me and I do so enjoy this now usual peaceful slow start to Christmas.
I'm loving a Christmas that we all make rather than just me being the Christmas magician who makes the family celebration happen while giving the jolly old boy in the red suit all the accolades.
Seems Christmas has become a time for us to be grateful for all we have,
especially grateful for our little family,
a day to celebrate family and peace and love and to be truly kind to one another,
to share presents that say I really like you and thanks for being around.
That's a pretty good thing don't you think.
That little baby born so long ago started something pretty good.