Christmas

     Say what you want, but I love Christmas traditions. Decorations in every corner of the house, special menu and the happiness of assembling the pine tree. Yes, I love it all!
   

 As a child Christmas was at Grandma's house in southern Brazil. For me it was more than Christmas, it was magic. The tree in the corner of the room seemed the biggest and most beautiful that existed! And although we did not have that traditional supper, the night's menu was different. Delights especially made ​​for the occasion spread across the table. It was so nice to see the face of my grandpa lit by the candles on the pine tree and the love he felt for the women in his life: my grandmother, mother, aunt , and we, the four granddaughters. It was a special day: we played in the street with the other neighborhood children, a day to sleep late (or at least later than usual), the expectation about the beautifully wrapped packets awaiting us. Not even the heat of summer nights in Rio Grande do Sul took away the magic of what was, for me, the best night of the year.

A special menu even if just for one.

     My whole life I dreamed that one day I would have my whole house decorated, like in a movie, and, if possible, snow outside the window. Yes, always dreamed of those movie kind of Christmas. This year I will have the first white Christmas of my life. Very white! On the balcony of the bedroom there's more than 60cm of snow and even if no more falls over until the 24th, it won't melt, Christmas will be white, white!
     The house is not yet fully decorated like in my dreams, not for lack of wanting... but the tree is here, making me smile. On the day I left to buy a pine tree, I was going back home bringing in the cart a living small tree when snow started to fall. The first snow of this winter. A smile spread across my face. I can not even explain the satisfaction of carrying the greatest symbol of Christmas (at least for me) under the beautiful snow fall. It seemed that it made all the ​​sense in the world!
     I know it may sound silly to many, but each of us have our own dreams and their importance is personal. My dream Christmas is still a little heat inside the house, with many smiles and hugs, a table full of special treats made ​​for a special day, a house fully decorated, a big beautiful Christmas tree and a very white world  outside the windows.