Holiday time with family as a child held such a mysticism, its hard to believe how much things can change. Now the only mystery of the evening is beer or wine :) Its snowing here in Chicago on Christmas eve, there is a fire in the fireplace, cookies fresh from the oven, and Santa is on his way- but something is missing. A few more loved ones? Whether they are with us or not (in any sense of the matter) a noticeable hole I haven't quite figured out how to fill. I guess the lesson here would be for graditude, again, for the 6'8'' snow angel making it snow.