Merry Christmas. This day brings up many lovely memories of childhood, and a mix of happy and sad as an adult. My grandpa, my dad’s dad, was Santa Claus. A truly generous and loving patriarch, one who always made sure we were all okay, and who made Christmas something thrilling and delightful for us as kids. He passed away when I was 19, but I still continue to feel his presence, and presents even, in my life. Another wave of missing him hit me just before Thanksgiving this year so I’ll be taking some time to honor his memory today.