My Christmas week (from the eve to New Year’s Eve on the 31st) is actually hitting its midpoint today. It’s been a different and yet just as heartwarming Christmas as those that I remember from the past. We’ve spent it both intimately and in bigger groups with friends. There was the usual holiday rush and the Christmas meal which was a little simpler than before, but more meaningful because it was just the immediate family sitting down on our own dining table instead of the bigger family in another house.
Our Christmas decoration is more festive than previous years although it’s the tree and two window sills. I repaired my years old christmas wreath now missing a few pine cones by patching it up with two huge poinsettia flowers. My Christmas card was handcrafted and sent away almost on time. I am thinking I will do this even earlier next year to be able to send out more.
I made my leche flan, we had our rib roast, potatoes au gratin as a side and some vegetables. New Year’s eve will be just a little grander — and of course we’ll have our bubbly. Alan and I will probably watch the ball drop from our living room like previous years. I’m hoping to get my quezo de bola in the coming days from the Filipino store.
I have gotten together with friends, even managing a short rendezvous from good friend Gedd from my UP Manila days. =) It is always heartwarming to go back to those days and to see someone who was like a younger brother to me — now seemingly all grown up. (At 40 he should be! LOL)
Christmas has always been all about family to me. I grew up in a house where Christmas was a big to do even during those years when the business wasn’t doing too well. Christmas day itself meant reuniting with all the inaanaks (godchildren) — and since I have approximately three dozen already, with around a third or less showing up on Christmas day — between my siblings and I and my Mom’s nephews, nieces and grandchildren, it was a very festive atmosphere up until lunch. The flow of visitors would somehow abate by late afternoon, and we took the time to catch up.
I miss Mom’s noche buenas. I miss my family. But we had a good Christmas here in New York.. and we’re doing good with the rest of our Christmas week. Now that Angelo is more involved, it feels more like a family affair indeed.