Woke up to snow the other day. If you looked out the window, flakes were falling, it was bright. It was Christmas. Holidays. Aren’t they meant to bring the family together? Well they always do, but this year it brought us together to shovel and plow. Three brothers and our dad, was it a bad thing? Looking back now. It was what it was. Not bad, not good but can be depending on how you think it. So another Christmas in the books. They always said that time flies even faster as you get older. And it does. I agree.