I have always been a very withdrawn person in the social sphere and I have not cared much about celebrations either, but Christmas has been special for me, when I was a child my entire family, that is, grandparents, uncles and cousins, was very united but we did not We saw each other almost throughout the year because obviously we lived in different places and everyone has their own life and responsibilities, I was one of the youngest in the family at that time, but Christmas was special, in mid-December everyone was almost always free and . They met at my grandmother's house, everyone painted the house, listened to music, decorated the house, prepared Christmas food and we little ones watched Christmas movie marathons, played a lot with our toys or spent the whole morning playing with the super Nintendo. Being a withdrawn person is important in this story because I was never one to have many friends, of course, I had acquaintances but not friends as such, I have always been quiet and shy but at my grandmother's house and with all my family together I was another person with them I felt free to be as I am since they had known me since I was born and with them I did not feel any shame in showing myself as I was, in those times I was Danielito, the most mischievous of the cousins, that was very special for me, maybe that's why I like Christmas so much, it reminds me of those times when my only responsibility was to play every day, watch movies with all my cousins and look forward to Santa Claus to receive my gift and most importantly be Myself, every Christmas growing up was great.
Now we are all adults, I was one of the younger cousins and I am already 29 years old, so you can imagine how our lives have changed, today I hardly see my cousins or uncles, my grandmother's house is no longer a meeting point , some relatives have left the country, others already have their own families and traditions, in general, what usually happens happened: we all grew up and our paths separated.
A few years ago an attempt was made to hold a meeting to remember those old times, we had dinner and spent a while together, however, although we managed to hold that meeting, many years have passed and we are all practically strangers, we had nothing to talk to each other except superficial topics, during the time that we did not meet, none of us maintained contact with another and we only had to tell anecdotes from those years gone by.
That meeting lasted a short time because everyone had to return to their respective families. I was very pleased to see those who were able to attend the meeting again, but I have a feeling that this will be the last time that happens again.
Now our Christmases are much smaller, my family has shrunk a lot since we moved and although we try to maintain the old traditions of those years, it is inevitable to compare our current Christmases with those of the past. Thinking about that makes me nostalgic, I miss that childhood, how simple life was, I miss that feeling of happiness when we all gathered under the tree to look for our gifts, launch fireworks, listen to my uncles laughing while telling stories, it was the perfect Christmas until there was a year when, unbeknownst to us, it would be the last year we would do that.
Sorry if my participation was a little bittersweet, incredibly I didn't know I had those sentimentalities until I started remembering to write this post, I usually rethink things a lot and try to write in the most honest way possible. I hope you liked my participation this weekend, I also hope with all my heart that you have a Merry Christmas accompanied by your family and friends, that you receive a surprise gift and that you receive an unexpected visit from someone special, see you next weekend of the week, until next time.
