And then there was Hallelujah. 

After so, so long, the deep and resonant music reverberated through the house.  Our house.  The three of us together at last, the piano come alive as if it had been waiting, silent, patient all this time.  As if just yesterday it had carried this music through our rooms and into our hearts.

Just like that.  Together once more with Leonard Cohen the soundtrack of our holiday.  

Families are hard.  They take work and sometimes they take a toll.  But then Hallelujah surrounds us and it's impossible to think of anything better.

I've never been more filled with gratitude or grace.

Hallelujah.