I spent last christmas knowing that id never have 100 christmases again.. i have devised (only in my cinnamonstrange head) a measure of happiness for my favorite holiday.. to have 2 christmases is bliss already..but to have a 100 is the greatest marvel.
i am still a child trying to grasp the perfect holiday.. trying to hold on tightly to a wonderful christmas memory that's slowly slipping from my grasp.. Christmas has become nostalgic for me ever since 2 years ago, I spent christmas without my dad('cause he had to leave for work), and we also had to endure the pain of never having another christmas with my lola(our Auntie Nena).
I've accustomed to losing childish thoughts and memories but I've never lost my faith in christmas trees, white snow(yes i've experienced snow and by experience i mean tasted and 'snow angeled' in it nyahaa), gifts and gift wrappers, and just having to sit on the same living room with your loved ones while christmas hung in the air.. (there is really such a thing..if you'll only keep still and really concentrate hard nyahaa)
I know i'll never have my 100 christmases back..
But last Christmas still came close to being a hundred because..
I am comforted by the thought that my lola is experiencing Christmas firsthand with Jesus in heaven.. and that my daddy will soon come home.. c:
And that I still got to spend the Holidays with my loved ones..c=
It's always never too late to say... Happy Christmas!! (Nyahahahahha)