We missed my father, that justly-proclaimed "eclectic maverick," who had passed away just after the holidays last year. He would have loved being with his granddaughter at her first Christmas.
Christmas is a time for remembrance and reflection, change and rebirth. For us, the year became Laura, and the new millenium started six months early at 11:37 PM on July 5th, 1999. A torch has been passed. Christmas has entered a new age.