It's Christmas Eve, and I'm not feeling it.
The house is decorated, the stockings filled. We baked and decorated sugar cookies. I made hot cocoa as a special bedtime treat. Thanks to the blizzard, there is snow on the ground for the first time in our city since 1962.
We celebrate not just Santa but also the birth of baby Jesus in our house.
But I'm not feeling it. Is it because we are so busy these days? Is it because I can't get my patients out of my brain?
God, I hope I'm able to see "it" in my son's face tomorrow.