As long as I can remember, we've been going to my grandparents' house for Christmas. From Christmas Eve festivities and reading Luke 2 to opening presents and having breakfast casserole and monkey bread, I always feel like a little kid when I'm back at Grandma's house and her tree is up. In 2021, it had just snowed, and I took a photo from outside the house, looking in. The warmth of the living room is inviting. I feel like an observer of all those happy childhood memories.