I have my own little holiday tradition. I cook and prep as much as I can on the day before Thanksgiving. While doing all this, I haul out all my Christmas music and play it loudly while I work. I often get just a tad weepy while doing all the things I used to do with my beloved grandmother, Leah. I work like crazy and sing and cry and oddly, when this happens, all is right with my world and I'm reminded how good a life I really do have.