We went to church.
We sat with friends.
We ate a big pot of chili. With rice.
We watched excited kids tear into presents.
We left carrots on the lawn for Rudolph and cookies on a plate for Santa.
Excited, wide-awake children struggled to settle into bed, and exhausted, bleary-eyed parents and grandparents struggled to stay awake to set the stage for Christmas morn'. Funny how that works.
We counted blessings. We gave thanks. We were family.
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