Naturally, all sorts of childhood memories have popped up. Christmas Eve meant a big family gathering with all sorts of foods and goodies.
Vigilia was always at my Godmother's home and I remember quite a few where the snow was so deep we wondered if we'd make it.
This year, we'll get together here...the drive is shoveled but the snow is falling, again!
The kids will open a few presents; I love to watch their faces!
We'll join a few far away family members on the phone.