Four years ago my brother Martin came home for the Holidays. It was our first Christmas together since we were kids. Back then we always celebrated Christmas (after Christmas) - he's my half-brother and although we share the same father we always lived in separate homes. One of the benefits of having two families...you get to celebrate everything twice! Double the celebrations...double the fun - but it was never quite the same. So you can imagine how excited I was when my brother called me out of the blue and told me he was coming home for the Holidays! All I ever wanted for Christmas was the chance to spend it with my siblings...20 years later my dream was finally coming true! He arrived a week prior to Christmas, with plenty of time to help prepare. That same year we decided to buy our first real tree so my brother had the opportunity to cut it down with us and decorate it, we went Christmas shopping, wrapped gifts...