Riding the train of past, I remember how sad I am during holidays especially Christmas and New Year. The gaiety of the season doesn’t uplifts me instead it causes me loneliness. Celebrating festivity is a luxury for someone that is underprivilege. Our life is hard. My Grandma and I, witnessed countless of Christmas and holiday seasons together but there’s absence of merriment; well, for me. My Grandma never showed her sadness during that time. She’s contented and faithful to God. She’s strong and warm. I lover her so much! She’s the reason why despite of my sadness, I can still smile and feel the spirit of Christmas.
Now that I’m a little older, I realized that Christmas is more than the festivity. It’s the season of hope, light, and joy.
I’m learning to celebrate despite of the challenges and I appreciate my small wins.
I know that Christmas is more than the plenty of foods on the table or beautiful decorations. Well, there’s nothing wrong about having the otherwise. It just that for someone with simple living, it’s important to be grateful for what I have and not to compare my table to others.
I’m choosing to celebrate this season with a grateful and peaceful heart because God blesses me and graces me with blessings. Even if I feel like life is difficult; my faith keeps me going. 🎄✨