"T’was the night before Christmas when all through the house, not a creature was stirring, not even a..." blogger?

OK. Yes. I’ve stirred this morning, but only to start a fire to warm up our home and to make myself a coffee to warm up and wake up this body of mine.

Christmas’s Eve, or la veille de Noël as I said growing up, is a special time. It’s full of anticipation but that’s not the reason it's so special. It’s the quiet.