... this is Christmas.
More or less we have: the gifts are under the tree. The tickets written. The lights are off in celebration.
All the ritual is prepared. With great skill and attention to this thing, Christmas is moving like a tank and does not feel unstoppable reasons: either wars or economic crises, political conflicts or pandemic flu, can stop the balls that attach themselves to trees.
even religious differences, and now it is not uncommon to see Beijing, panting in their gigantic stores, buying trees and everything else.
But what you still makes Christmas special is the presence of a pure, a child, what inside of you came off, knowing that Santa Claus will arrive at midnight (woe to those who argue that there !!!), who still knows how to open your mouth and marvel at the dancing lights of the tree and knows how to take hand for each family member and bring him on the couch to watch some Disney cartoons.
For me, Christmas no longer has the significance of the birth of Christ. It 's just a good excuse to stay at home with those (few) relatives and acquaintances who want to see the end for good, and those (more) you just right to review once a year and the others (very few ) you'd like to see more often, but you are prevented, mainly due to laziness, to do.
A gift to us all is my nephew knows him again to these beautiful native of the 80s where it was ending the Cold War, Iraq had just been named a strange box of sand stuck in some Asian and where there were no palpable crisis. And if you wanted to call it took 200 pounds. That time when all humanity appeared to enjoy a full optimism. Maybe just because you were small and protected by your good taste, who could not really get involved in their quarrels. But now we enjoy the laughter of that child, and the fact that when you see the 7 dwarves, still confuse them with Santa Claus ... On the other hand, the white beard is likely to mislead.
Best wishes to all ... heart 
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