Yes, we’re here in lovely Wantagh, NY after some very long, wet car rides. Tonight is our annual family Christmas Eve celebration and gift fight and we’re really looking forward to it. We’re staying in Roy’s boyhood home (which is currently being utilized primarily as an office). It’s homey and comfortable, but is still another reminder of the ways in which life’s journeys can have you double back onto the road once traveled.

Roy’s nephew and his wife utilize this office/home as a way-station between the gym and business appointments and so the house is set up to be functional for them. Of course, it accommodates the fact that Peter is 6’5″ and Vicki is 6′, so when I get into the shower and look way up at the shower head, I feel like I’m the size of a tater tot.

Yesterday morning in Baltimore, we had brunch with my brother, my cousin and her daughter in a diner that had been converted from a former favorite movie theatre. That, too, was a strange visit to the past. And even stranger — on Friday night we met Eric’s parents – our future in-laws. It was a lovely visit, but still another experience of juxtaposed time sequences.

The best part, though, was the car ride out to the Island. We picked up my son AJ in Fair Lawn, and then had the opportunity to chat for several hours, through the traffic back-ups and then dinner. We haven’t been all together for a car ride since last Christmas. We caught up on things, laughed and reminisced about Christmases past.

Tomorrow morning we head south again, stopping in New Jersey for a 50th birthday breakfast with my good friend Elayne.

I hope that your celebrations are heart-warming and stomach-filling and that you give yourself a big hug for the distances you’ve traveled this year. We’re always doing better than we think we are. 🙂

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