The turkey's half gone, kids are cleaning up the kitchen with Dad. The living room is full of Christmas rubble mixed with the gifts and the running debate is whether or not to have the pumpkin pie now. I think the "elders" are winning and we'll let our stomachs rest for a bit.
We are oh so mindful of the empty chair at the table as our middle daughter is celebrating the birth of Christ in a far and foreign land, and we are also oh so mindful that even though we miss her we know she is not alone, for the Child born more than 2000 years ago is with her, as He is with us all each day.
Gloria. Gloria in excelsius deo!