on Christmas day. The peace and quiet is almost overwhelming knowing the hustle and bussel that will be taking place shortly. The youngest 2 will rip open their gifts caring less who it's from, while the 13 year old will comment on each gift before its opened, and the 16 (boy)year old will hope that what ever is in there is edible, or can it be made edible. As my living room fills with what is now neatly wrapped packages organized under the tree and the hustle and bussel of the day engorges itself with noise. I will hope that all of my friends in the neighborhood are enjoying the day and the meaning of it. May peace fill your life, and Health shine upon each one of you in the new year. Even though the bickering here is sometimes much like my living room, I love you all for the joy and sometimes caring compassion that we can show each other. Merry Christmas to my friends in the Hood.