boxing day

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Arriving back in Toronto after Christmas in St. Catharines.  The Princes' Gates at the Canadian National Exhibition.  

Today we loafed about visiting with my family, first over breakfast at Dad and Julie's and then over lunch of leftovers of what was a magificent meal at Jeff and Carol's.  Every Boxing Day it's the same: we're all a little tired and a little bleary and coming down off the big meal and glasses of wine and weeks-long build-up, and always I think this day is as good as Christmas itself.  It's the day in which we have time to process that everlasting lesson – how blessed we are.

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