The Ghost of Christmas Past

.... yesterday's.  It has now become a Christmas past.

I have to admit, this Christmas was very special.  Is it because of my grandchildren, and seeing the wonder in the eyes of a child?  Is it the humble little tree I conjured up from the barn and carefully chosen ornaments that a 2 year old could handle? (I do declare this is the best tree I've had since my tree I'd gotten from the Ives' farm!) The humble little gingerbread house that the grandchildren made for me?  I think it's perhaps the knowledge that today is my eternity, it is a day that lasts 24 hours and I need to enjoy every single moment as it happens.