My first Christmas
Living in houses with no fences, friendly neighbors. Friends go from home to home knocking at the door with a cuatro, maracas and furruco singing christmas carols gaitas and parrandas. Smell of Hallacas in every house, music everywhere, festive day and night. Then I moved to were I had white Xmas and a chimney with the smell of fresh pine, apple and cinnamon. Later moved again, smell of cookies and hot chocolate, I had the glorious joy of having three children, and Santa's came along....
Living in so many places, I have knit all those memories into one, family and friends, sharing and cooking.
Of coursed my beloved Christmas tree that brings light into the house. But nowadays I feel Xmas in a very nostalgic way, kids have grown up, family are far away, some can't make it for Christmas, others are not longer with us. Presents are not longer in the tree, have to be sent by mail and sometimes those moments have to be shared with my computer.
I just want to wish you the same as I tell my kids:
Continue be curious it's the road to creativity, never stop dreaming. Enjoy the small and simple moments maybe the most important one to remember in future. Always find time to be with your self, observe nature, move, eat conscious. Have tolerance and respect to others. Always have your heart open to give love and receive, and the most important: LIVE WITH PASSION.
and a Happy Holiday.