Dear Me, What if letting Christmas Day unfold as it wills, be open and cozy and warm, but no frills is exactly how this day is just meant to be? What if unstructured play time is the best plan of all? Not stressfully packing the car to the brim, but being wide open to following whims? Rather than dodging big snow drifts and weaving through cars, crossing of "all that you needed to bring," both to near and to far, parenting through crying or even some screams... What if today gets to be peaceful and quiet, with time to enjoy playing, relaxing, freedom, new toys? Reading new books, trying out clothes, games and things; room to explore and dream up new dreams. Maybe the best thing to do is have nowhere to be, except here with ourselves and each other and of course, baby Je(sus). I think that the Holiest Spirit would say: "don't worry about the details, today's already perfectly made." Merry Christmas, indeed.