The Best Night of the Year

Christmas Eve is by far, hands-down, the best night of the year. The tree is lit, a fire dances at the hearth, the smell of baking and cooking fills the air, crooners prance out all the old songs one more time on the radio, at some point there will be "It's a Wonderful Life" or the Mormon Tabernacle Choir or "The Nutcracker" on the TV, glowing unobtrusively in the background. All is warm and cozy and bright. The little ones are excited. And unlike so many Christmas Eves during my working life, I'm home and in the middle of it all and wrapped in its snug, cozy warmth. It's magic. Merry Christmas to all and to all ... a good night!