If you know me, you probably know that Christmas Eve is one of my favorite days of the year. No, there's no orgy of wrapping paper and gifts, no roast beast -- and no, I'm not even Christian. But I love tradition and I love family and I love anticipation, and on Christmas Eve I get all three: decorating the tree, finishing the advent calendar that my grandfather carved decades ago (a small bronze cast of Notre Dame rotates in and out of ultimate spot), helping my mother cook, watching the cats try to outsmart the Christmas tree, and most of all, listening to the King's College Choir's set of Lessons and Carols.
If my family feels holy about anything, it is architecture and music.
