Merry After Christmas everyone

Sitting here in the quiet of the moonlit night remembering Christmas' of the past.  What they say is true that you can never go home again but you sure can remember the one that made that day special for my first 36 years.  She was faithful to the tradition of spoiling us all at Christmas and worked at it pretty much all year long.  It didn't matter to her that we were all grown adults, when Christmas came around we were all just kids again in her eyes and we really felt her motherly love.  So this Christmas and for the last 10 years I have missed that feeling that she gave us.  Nothing can fill that void and maybe nothing should.