I just woke up laughing from a dream I was having. I’m not sure if I’ve ever done that before, but it is an unusual experience. I wish I could remember more of the dream, something about standing in an open field, three old men arguing over some misunderstanding about a Christmas tradition, calamity ensues etc., etc. Don’t worry, it doesn’t sound funny to me anymore either.

I miss my childhood version of Christmas. We used to have my Grandmother, my parents, four sets of Aunts and Uncles, and ten cousins, all in one house together for the holidays. We all used to spend up to a week together, and it never occurred to anyone that not being available for Christmas was an option. There doesn’t seem to be too many families built like that anymore. Now, I get a few days off at most and my wife spends every other Christmas working at the hospital. My daughter won’t even see another child on Christmas eve or Christmas, which is very sad to me. On a brighter note, she’s very excited, and we’re excited for her, and that’s a good feeling.

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