So, finally, here it is. The puddings are safely steamed and stowed, waiting for the blowout feast tomorrow.
Today is a time for visiting with family.
It's a time for reflection. This evening, my husband and I and our two sons will go to church, as we do every Christmas Eve. For a moment we will be silent and reflect on the simple elegance of the nativity, as told by St. Luke. And so we will welcome the Christ Child with peace. It's tough, these days, for those of us who profess to be Christians, to decide exactly what it is we are supposed to be celebrating tonight.