Holy night

It was late one Christmas Eve--I was probably eight or nine. I leaned my head against the window of our van, feeling the cold from outside against my hair. As my sister and brother dozed off, I looked up into the cold, clear darkness lit only by pinpricks of light from the stars. My parents were talking quietly in the front seat, but all I could hear were Christmas carols from the radio broken by the occasional update on Santa's location from NORAD. An evening of family togetherness, lots of food and love, and a peaceful ride home put my world at peace that night.

Silent night, holy night, all is calm, all is bright... Sleep in heavenly peace.

I hope your world is at peace.

Merry Christmas and happy holidays!!