A Great Christmas

The bellys are stuffed, the dishes washed, and Christmas dinner is over.  Yes, I made it through my first Christmas without my husband.   
It was a great day, cold, with two inches of fresh snow.  The snow was a concern at first because my stepdaughter was coming over and I was concerned about road conditions.  Nevertheless, she said they would be  fine and came over about two hours later.  That's when we women got together--my stepdaughter and I-- cooking away in my tiny kitchen.  That girl is such a blessing, I could cry.
Later, we sat around, watching the children open their presents and watching football on TV.  My husband was missed and I couldn't help  but look at my dear little one year old grand-daughter who will never know the great man her grandfather was.
But then, my stepdaughter told me a story about looking at a picture of  her father and my granddaughter walked up and said, grandpa.  It warms my heart. 
Anyhow, Merry Christmas to everyone on DS.