Christmas Eve. A hopeful day of anticipation. I am not a Christian- rather a Pagan. But I postpone my Yule until the 25th each year, merely because I adore the excitement that Christmas morning beholds. You feel it today, don't you? The hope. The excitement. The everwaiting unknown of what lucky children will have awaiting them when their sleepy eyes open tomorrow morning? A beautiful thing- isn't it? A wonderful thing... all waiting to be unwrapped at the next dawn.
