It is Christmas Eve. The second without my dad. Funny because it almost seems like the first without him. Last year we were in such shock that I don't even know if we realized it was Christmas. There is an emptiness here. I mean it was always only 4 of us so now 3 is not a huge crowd for a Christmas dinner or festivities. But we will open presents and be glad that we are spending Christmas together. The older I get the less I enjoy Christmas. Maybe Ryan is right. Maybe I will start celebrating Chanukkah!
