At the blue hour

There must be a German word for that feeling of lying in a dark quiet room at twilight, out of sight yet within earshot of the people dearest to you in the world. Some word with 30 vowels and a clutter of hard competing consonants that means wonder and gratitude and safety, nostalgia and temporality, melancholy and joy. But it turns out in German it's just plain ol' Staunen und Dankbarkeit und Sicherheit, Nostalgie und Zeitlichkeit, Melancholie und Freude. 

Natürlich, my little gingersnaps! And a merry Christmas to all. Live long and prosper, find someone to squeeze, and laugh just as loud as you can.