The hidden sun

The sun had been hidden for a week now, all I remember was my sister and two brothers on Christmas eve. The air was dry as the cold December temperature had the furnace running most of the day. The windows frozen from every spec of moisture pulled from the air but still the was some kind of special element present. The anxiousness I felt not being able to sit still, the smell of food being cooked was better that night. It was like magic as everyone forgot about their personal problems. We all talked and played without a care. The time slipped by so fast I didn’t want it end even knowing the next morning would be the greatest day of the year. I see this as if it were yesterday but the sun didn’t show , the sun has been hidden for a week now