Holiday Memory

I like this question of the week. My favorite holiday memory is probably Christmas Eve of 2002.  As you all know, we rarely have a white Christmas here in Northern Virginia.  In 2002, I still regularly attended the Catholic church.  Christmas Eve of 2002, my family went out to dinner at Clyde's at Reston Town Center, one of our longer standing holiday traditions.  Afterwards we went to church.  When we went into church, there was no snow, and only a small chance of it in the weather forecast.  When we came out of church about 90 minutes later, it was snowing fairly steadily, and by morning it had accumulated to the point that the grass was covered.  For some reason or another, I've always remembered this, and it's always stood out as one of my fonder childhood memories.  Strange how something as simple as a well timed snow storm can be a favorite holiday memory.