Christmas evening and we are outside with a deck full of people. Wood smoke heavy with oak and sage hangs in the air while cello, deep and sonorous, drifts from somewhere in the night and reverberates off the walls of the house surrounding one cozy corner of our deck. The glow of the fire in each face, the fire that dances in the eyes of the siblings that traveled across the country to be with each other, and with their friends and our friends on this unseasonably warm Christmas evening, nourishes the soul and fills our hearts; and for just a moment it stops time. Merry Christmas to you. May you find peace and fulfillment in the new year, and may you forever enjoy the moment.