Christmas Day always seems like a day that stands still in time. I figured out tonight that it's been 33 years since I've been driving to my mother's house for Thanksgiving and Christmas.
33 Christmas drives from Marshfield to Brockton and back. Really, I feel lucky to have had them.
Glad to have my family and especially glad for the new lives that Tommy's marriage to Anne (2002) brought. Ryan 3 and Colin 18 months. It was all about present overload today and two little boys who are the focal point now. It's a good thing and it was really fun.