My Christmases

December has come,which means that Christmas is near. There have been four Christmases I still remember. Looking back, I feel that my Christmases were like roller coasters. They were full of surprise and inevitable.

2010
This was the first time I didn't spend the Christmas Eve with my family. I mean, I didn't go to the church with them. In fact, I was at the campus chapel to be an altar server of the Mass. I was that girl who felt indescribably happy to spend the evening with my friends. Not to mention somebody who had a special place in my heart. It was a special gift that he gave (which, now,of course, is located somewhere I don't even know). The blossoming Christmas tree, along with its sparkling ornaments, perhaps could best reflect what I felt.

2011
My saddest Christmas ever. Many things happened during the year. This was when "Last Christmas"  became my favorite song. The light that was supposed to shine had faded out.
Not yet recovered from a painful experience of leaving and being left, I decided to just stay at home and spend the evening with my parents. I remembered that I still expected to get a "Merry Christmas" from someone I wished would never change. Yes, I did get it but there was really nothing to do.
No Christmas tree, by the way.

2012
It's similar to that of last year. Minus the broken heart. No Christmas tree.

2013
I was in my KKN site on Christmas day. Since the majority of the people there weren't Christians, it didn't feel like Christmas at all. Nevertheless, my friends and I managed to go to the nearby church to join the Mass. The most surprising thing in Christmas morning was that we were served a dish consisting of...chicken heads. Seriously. That lady probably thought that we liked chicken a lot. Oh, well. Not the heads, please.
Back home, there was a Christmas tree that my Mom herself built.Why didn't she ask me?

That's it. This year, I don't expect a lot. At least, I am happy because I don't have to go to the same church over and over again on the Christmas Eve. My friends and I will be accompanying the choir with the organ at a different place. Is it going to be a happy or a sad day? I don't know. We'll see.