|Me and my friend Janz from Baguio City|
It has been a tradition among the Filipinos to give the highest preparation in every home when Christmas day comes. I grew up celebrating the holidays with my family back in Cavite with my brothers and sisters and always excited to receive gifts from our relatives and godparents.
I never knew time have outgrown this excitement of celebrating the Christmas Holidays with a very unclear reason.
I could still remember few years back when I failed to push through with my mother’s invitation for the Noche Buena and decided instead to mingle with the kids and common “dwellers” of Luneta Park. I even shared the night with them by taking a temporary refuge under the old Department of Finance Building. The beggars gave me the most comfortable cardboards available to sleep on. That was the coldest Christmas night I ever had but I received the warmest welcome from the unexpected people in my life.