My favorite Christmas memory was the year I had a stroke on December 5th. The day I was released from the hospital was also the day of DD's "Winter Concert" at school. My daughter had been taking sign language classes, and her class was asked to stand in front of the choir risers and sign the Christmas carols, wearing black clothing and white gloves. My DD was the shortest in the class so she was in the center front of the group with students arranged by height so that the tall kids were on the ends. As the choir started to sing, the choir directors "error" made everyone giggle. He had placed my DD in the center front, and forgot she was the class "lefty", so there they were all signing for all they were worth, and my DD in the middle signing everything in reverse!