Every Christmas Eve my family gathered at my grandmother’s house and set out walking and caroling. We stopped at each house on the street to sing to our neighbors. Generally, after we’d sung a few songs, the family inside would grab coats and join us. As we progressed up the street our group became quite large and by the time we started home we had gathered many voices to ‘make a joyful noise’.
On the way back, families dropped off at their homes, wishing all a Merry Christmas as they departed. By the time we arrived home, my grandmother had hot chocolate waiting for us all. A simple memory of love, fellowship and fun could not soon be forgotten.
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