’Tis the night before Christmas, and the entire house was finally quiet. The children were asleep, dreaming of presents and reindeer. I sat alone in the living room, staring at the glowing tree. Each ornament carried a memory from past years. Some reminded me of loved ones who were no longer here. Instead of sadness, I felt warmth in my heart. Christmas had a way of bringing memories back to life. The clock ticked slowly as midnight approached. Outside, snow covered the streets in white. I whispered a wish for health and happiness. Tomorrow promised laughter and joy. Tonight was for reflection.
Stake: banhmubumanh