When I was a child we went to Arizona every year for Christmas. I remember thinking that the whole “White Christmas” did not really exist. We saw Christmas as Palm trees, 70 degree weather, fresh oranges and grapefruit off the trees and Santa came in through the front door.
When I was about 17 we stopped going to Arizona and had to develop our own sense of Christmas. I did not think we could ever get close to the magic I felt every year with everyone around. I was wrong.
This year we have snow on the ground still (about 6 inches in the backyard left over from the snow storm a week ago) and we just brought in our Christmas Tree this last weekend. With the knowledge that my house will be a rat race starting tomorrow getting ready for Thursday I am actually at peace wtih that. I think we have finally arrived at the utopia I had when I was a child. Now my children get to reap the benefit.

What happens when your computer crashes, you get a new computer, everything is lost on the other one and you decide to start posting on your blog again???? Absolutely nothing. You wait until you get a lucky break and try to remember how to log in. It’s taken me MONTHS. Yes I am back to see everyone.
Hello again.