The Papa is snoring, and the little girl is curled up under her pink blanket, fast asleep. I have finally given up on nudging them awake. And so it's just me, the Christmas lights, the spread that will soon turn cold (and untouched) and the distant sound of firecrackers.
Christmases are simply not the same with most of the family not home for the Holidays. Over the years, they have taken on the semblance of tele-conferencing: of long distance calls and truncated text messages, of emails and virtual photo libraries.
Still and all, they are still happy Christmases. The physical distance notwithstanding, I have family who are all spending Christmas eve in pajamas in keeping with "tradition." I have friends old and new whose idea of friendship is one that transcends borders; one that spans continents and bridges barriers.
As I sit here, quietly sipping heaven in a cup, I thank the universe for putting me where I am right now: in the comforts of home, lulled by steady snores and warmed by the sight of a totally pinked baby.
Wherever you are, whatever your stations, I hope you all have a semblance of home this Christmas and beyond. Merry Christmas!
4 comments:
Yeah, the older we get, the more sentimental we become. But like you said, we are happy where we are now. An asawa mo nagra ragngak. Amo man ini na yadi. Di na nakahulat san noche buena, para alas ocho palang didi. HAHAHAHAHAHA
MERRY CHRISTMAS, Menchie!!! Tama ka, maligaya na kita maski curly tops lang. AKo ngani, hinimo lang na cards pero gin tago ko idto sin awatunon. Nagkabarasa lang san Sisang ugaring. hahahahahahaha
A very Merry Christmas to you and your family, Anna. :-)
Merry Christmas, Anna!
Merry Xmas Anna , Glen and Gianna take care and GOD BLESS po-zette
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