well, it is finally over, my wife said it was enough...

So, Winter wonderland white outside the doors waiting upon us, she declared it was time and we packed it in. My mother doesn't give up until my birthday, but she will pack it in, too. Christmas cheer is permitted to remain, just not the decorations, the memories and warmth lingers, but not the blinking lights. I have been given pages from my Grandmother's scrapbook, the ones with the cards and notes. Her sister unfolded one card and filled the inside up with a letter, to include the back of the card - now that has been read more than once. Lots of the birthday, Valentines and wedding anniversary cards my mother signed with my name and made me give to my grandmother - that had to be wonderful - we lived in walking distance, and a trip to her home was always an adventure - the cards were from the years I was still two or three. I have a personal performance of my cousin's talented grandchildren on CD, with private label, and a sweatshirt that proclaims "Librarians The Original Search Engine".

So for all that is best in you, the warmth of love banked in your heart, smile the year through and share the cheer.