They say Christmas are for kids. How come? Because kids don’t care about how much money they need in order to put food on the table on Christmas Eve. They don’t worry much about what gift to buy for the Kris Kringle cuz they know they could just pick up a smooth rock from their neighbor’s garden and think that it would be a perfect gift for her little brother.
When you grow older, you tend to less care about the simple things and you worry too much. I guess that’s why as people grow, they say that the past Christmases were happier.. that Christmas has devaluated.
Well, that’s just my realization cuz all of my fondest Christmas memories were when I was still a child. My father used to work as a seaman so I had no recollection of him being with us during Christmas. He “adopted” my cousins instead (to make up for his loss, I guess) and had us celebrate Christmas in our humble home. I grew up with my cousins and we’re like a big family.
We didn’t have enough money to buy a decent green plastic Christmas tree so the oldies (my parents and her cousins) would make a tree made of twigs which they picked up from old trees, buy some white japanese paper, and use some hand-me-down tree decors.
Although it doesn’t look like the same tree I saw from our neighbors or in the movies standing beside their chimneys, I still love our home-made tree. That tree taught us the value of togetherness. Making it together was fun and made us all closer not to mention the elders patience with me for destroying the japanese paper cuz I couldn’t twist it right. hehe
My father made sure that no one was left out (besides him). I only have two siblings but every time my father comes home, we’re like one barangay fetching him at the airport. He would bring us to the museum, the zoo, the park, but he was never there during Christmas.
I didn’t know that in order for us to have a decent meal that time, my father had to sacrifice. All I knew was that I am happy with my cousins especially that I receive so many gifts from my 5 sets of Ninongs and Ninangs (godparents). Yet, I still feel happy every time I remember those days. It reminds me that Christmas isn’t always about giving or receiving material gifts. Christmas is about being together with the people you care about.
This is us now together with my father minus my other cousins who have families of their own plus my sister’s kids and Yzabella in my tummy. *wink wink*









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You’re right, Christmas is being together with the family, although one is missing to sacrifice for the sake of his children. You were still a lot luckier than others,who didn’t have anything, or who didn’t have family to be with..
ang saya nyo!! I agree with you..Christmas is merrier with family. I miss celebrating Christmas with my family:(
off topic:
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gosh.. ka miss ang bahay niyo sa bf!!! =)
diba? kakalowka. gusto ko bumalik dun! iba na nga lang itsura. di ko pa nakita. hehe
Wow nakakamiss talaga ng the goodl old days no when we worry about nothing.
nakakamiss ang christmas noon, na mga bata pa tayo, waiting for our gifts and countdown to christmas. masaya ang sama-sama pag christmas
I want to have family picture so far do not have one I think need ask my dear to snap it when parents here.