This is a line I remember when Christmas comes to mind. For all who have no idea it's how the novel "Little Women" starts. As children, the day went in super excited mode with surprises, presents from Santa and also a good treat of a day out with parents. Going out for the day. And loads of chocolates.
As we went into our teens, it usually got replaced by going out with friends and to church all decked up. The tradition of a reunion on this day continues for me. But somewhere in between this, I miss being the kid I was. Thinking about what all I have messed up throughout the year, and if Santa is happy with me or not. Today I sulk over not having a secret Santa while I gift myself some books instead. Christmas, I realise, just like any other celebration, changes in its importance as we grow up. But then, I remember this chapter from Little Women and realise Christmas is all about family time. And when you grow older with a handful of friends you can count on your fingers, the friends are indeed part of your family.
~ Suranya