This year we are not at home, which is, I guess, fitting now that we are undergoing a radical redefinition of what "home" will mean from now on.
We are with family, though, and family still means those who love you no matter what. No redefinition required there, at least. The girls brought along their very most favorite board game of the moment, Life. I don't know whether to be scared or amused that Frankie gets excited when she lands on so many Have a Baby spaces that she has to get a second van, and I love that Annika always wants to choose teacher as a career, even though it pays so little. Frankie, the strategist, always goes with doctor or lawyer (but then has all those kids, pretty much negating her financial strategy).
The girls are enjoying being with their cousins, even though we all are as different as can be. One of my girls' rules in playing Life is that you have to choose whether or not you want to marry a woman or a man (I'm guessing that's not the way the game is played usually in Southern Missouri, and certainly not at my sister's house). And then Annika and A.J.(from the Oklahoma branch) had a serious conversation about whether it's legal to marry your cousin or not (insert Oklahoma joke here).
But family loves you no matter what, and my girls still have that in abundance.
I hope you enjoy whatever holiday this time of year brings to you, with whatever family you have or have made for yourself.
* Not counting, of course, the three Christmases spent in the hospital. Of course those don't count.