We are heading up to my grandparents' for the holidays. Christmas up there is filled with cousins, warm fires, soft light, and plenty of family time. My grandma puts up a stocking for each person in our expanding family, and on Christmas morning each one is filled with knick-knacks and fresh oranges.Christmas Eve is when we head to the little church on the hill for carol singing and candle lighting. All of us kids are complete in our satin dresses with big bows and our shiny Mary Janes. Soon after the service, we scurry to bed where our grandfather reads "The Night Before Christmas," topped with wacky voice animations and fuzzy pj's.
Christmas morning, well that is just plain magic.
May your Christmas be filled with love, warmth, and magical togetherness with those special ones.