It's Christmas morning, and although calls have been placed to loved ones back home, it's just not the same. I think this is only the second time I will have spent both Christmas Eve and Day out of New York. Sometimes you need to do something like that just to remind yourself of what you've got. And while the time spent elsewhere is with people that are well meaning, caring, and loving in general... Dorothy was right... there's no place like home.
So the traditional seven fishes were scaled back to three, and with the exception of a single hiccup by having the audacity to include "Christ" in the pre-dinner blessing, everything came off without a hitch. I suppose one could have easily left Christ out of the offering of thanks, but on Christmas? Really?
Like I said, sometimes breaking from tradition for even a single occurrence just helps reinforce your values and the very fiber of who you are. So I hope you all are spending this day with someone you love, that you get to enjoy a hearty meal, a few laughs, some fond
rememberances of those no longer with us, and remember well what today is all about.
Merry Christmas, all.
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