Christmas Eve is my favorite night of the year. This year was tinted with shades of sadness as we missed special people no longer here to share in the day, but nonetheless this night is my favorite part of Christmas. When I was little, it was the pinnacle of the season - the countdown had ended and I knew that Santa would be coming. Then as I got older, I reveled in the traditions - even if I didn't eat all of the traditional seafood - there was something so special about the meal and the time spent together preparing and eating, talking and laughing. With the arrival of our children, the night took on another special meaning... that same anticipation was reflected in the eyes of our children. There is a magic to this day in its stillness. In its quiet waiting. In its togetherness and warmth. When the snow started falling today, it was just added magic...a fluffy white blanket of snow to warm our hearts on Christmas Eve. We reveled in the traditions - the seven fish, the family gifts, the cookies, the reindeer food, the cookies for Santa, a farewell to our elves, new jammies, and children nestled in bed. And even through the sadness, the magic of this night is not lost - it's the night before Christmas and all through this house not a creature is stirring not even a mouse.... Merry Christmas from the Leonard Family!
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