Travels are complete, gifts are wrapped  (finally) and children are nestled all snug on the floor....

Okay, so it is not the traditional version of that poem, but you get the idea.

Sorry I have not posted in quite some time, but that is sort of a reflection of what has been going on lately; not much of note.

This will be my 2nd Christmas since the heart attack, and the first "normal" one. Last year, Ashley was afraid to let me stand for the mass, this year I could have run 3 miles during mass (maybe 5....it was a long service).

SO much has changed in the 365 days since we last celebrated the birth of Jesus, some good some not so much. But, in all not the worst year I could have had.

I've recently started making a more concerted effort to talk to my mom every few days. I think that is the best t h ing that has happened to me in the last little while.

She is a wonderful woman, a good mom and someone who, when the dementia is not taking over, is full of more love and caring that most. Yha5God for giving me this extra time on earth to remember that.

Well, time for my not-so-long winters nap.

Merry Christmas, ano, as always.....

Good night, and God bless.