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stoutfellowIt is a tradition in our family: on Christmas Eve, my brother D and I (and, in years past, my father) would go up to my sister E's place. There, we would have a small feast (E's husband is quite the cook), perhaps watch a movie ("The Bishop's Wife" is a favorite), and listen to seasonal music. Afterwards, E would give us our stockings (candy, crackers, fruit, perhaps a stocking-stuffer toy) and we would return to D's place. It's one of the highlights of the season for me.
This year, of course, I couldn't attend, but E did what she could, sending me a package containing my stocking, a Christmas present, and a birthday present (since the latter is only a week and a half later). The fruit had to be replaced with dried fruit. I just finished the packet of dried tangerine, which was quite tasty.
My Christmas will be quiet and solitary, but it's good to be remembered by loved ones.
This year, of course, I couldn't attend, but E did what she could, sending me a package containing my stocking, a Christmas present, and a birthday present (since the latter is only a week and a half later). The fruit had to be replaced with dried fruit. I just finished the packet of dried tangerine, which was quite tasty.
My Christmas will be quiet and solitary, but it's good to be remembered by loved ones.
