"Sleigh bells ring ..." and the muttered curses when you can't open the fruitcake tin - the door bell or the knocking at the front door ... as guests announce themselves.
The not-so-pretty - TVs blaring either "Miracle on 34th Street" or a sports event. The excited barking of the family dog.
The squeals of little kids delving in the presents under the tree..
I miss them. But my family is in Chicago or Long Island or San Diego ... just not in Redondo Beach. Our friends? One moved to San Diego; two died.
I hope you have all of the family you can stand on Christmas Day!
And listen for the sleigh bells!
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