Celebration of the Christmas Season in its essence

MY CHRISTMAS SEASON WITH MY LOVE ONES


Grew up in the Philippines, where Christmas starts in September. I hear carols in jeepneys. I see lights in small streets. When you walk through markets, you smell bibingka and puto bumbong. For me, Christmas begins with family plans and church nights. I prepare gifts with care. I save coins for simbang gabi snacks. I enter each season with hope and discipline.

Christmas in my home centers on people. I visit elders. I greet neighbors. I share food with cousins who travel from far towns. We cook ham, queso de bola, pancit, and leche flan. We eat late on Christmas Eve, then talk until dawn. I give time to children who wait for simple toys. I give respect to parents who work long shifts. I volunteer in small drives for students and street families. I choose actions over words. Faith guides my days through prayer and service.

As a Filipino, I hold Christmas as a season of responsibility. I spend less on display and more on meals for others. I listen more. I forgive faster. I teach younger relatives to say thank you and to show up. When storms or hard months arrive, I keep routines of giving. I see unity during noche buena in my home, in crowded rooms and shared tables. I carry this practice past December. I bring it into January, into work, into daily choices. I define Christmas by my actions.


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