christmas reflections

It is 9 AM on the Monday after Christmas. I am on break from school, and as usual finding myself unsure of how to spend the time. I went on a run this morning, at that beautiful hour when the sun spills like gold all over the city.

Christmas was different this year, in several ways. The first one where we were not all together, my brother and sister and me. Seeing Dave's stocking and presents organized together in a neat, separate pile impressed upon me the truth of this last year in the life of my family.

Mid way through the day my parents, kimmy, noah and i left the family festivities to go visit dave. we gave him our presents, and some of us ate ice cream from the sundae bar. dave hugged me tight and for a long time.

my parents sang "o come all ye faithful"--my mother in her high soprano--on the ride home.