Christmas in Egypt
December 25th 2010 17:59
Christmas in Egypt
I see lights and tinsel and all sorts of decorations, but what's really missing is my family. Christmas over the other side of the world makes you realise there is nothing about Christmas other than the true moment of spending it with your family hanging out by the pool and eating and talking. This is the gift of Christmas. It brings all the people you want to see together for that time of the year to give thanks for everything you have. And without my family by my side I just felt it was kind of another day. A time to give thanks, and a thanks well earned as I appreciate my friends and family more than ever in these years of distance. And I truly feel its an amazing thing to have been given back. The longing for my home. A love for the most normal mundane things. And just wanting to be by that pool sitting in the sun with my mum and brother there next to me.
My partner snuck out at night to get me a special present, as I explained how much this tradition means to me. Its a routine that has happened every year of my life, and I suddenly felt incomplete if there wasn't any presents under the Christmas tree. He is so sweet, and just tries his absolute best to make me happy, when sometimes I can't help but get homesick. Actually my partner is my family as I am glad to have him to share dinner with, and dessert, and presents, and walks in the town. As well as our lovely friend who bought us presents even though he doesn't celebrate the holiday. It is such an amazing place to be though, as all religions live in peace here. Everyone has their own way, and each person respects this. Who knew Christmas could bring so many thoughts to my mind? I thought it was just about Santa and presents, but even my sisters, with the youngest being 13 now, are moving on to accept Santa is not flying down the chimney at any moment but more so accepting caring and loving presents from each other. This is what Christmas is about. I used to feel hurt when I didn't get as many presents as my younger sisters but looking back now it meant that my father thought I could better accept that presents are not the only thing that Christmas should be about.
I see lights and tinsel and all sorts of decorations, but what's really missing is my family. Christmas over the other side of the world makes you realise there is nothing about Christmas other than the true moment of spending it with your family hanging out by the pool and eating and talking. This is the gift of Christmas. It brings all the people you want to see together for that time of the year to give thanks for everything you have. And without my family by my side I just felt it was kind of another day. A time to give thanks, and a thanks well earned as I appreciate my friends and family more than ever in these years of distance. And I truly feel its an amazing thing to have been given back. The longing for my home. A love for the most normal mundane things. And just wanting to be by that pool sitting in the sun with my mum and brother there next to me.
My partner snuck out at night to get me a special present, as I explained how much this tradition means to me. Its a routine that has happened every year of my life, and I suddenly felt incomplete if there wasn't any presents under the Christmas tree. He is so sweet, and just tries his absolute best to make me happy, when sometimes I can't help but get homesick. Actually my partner is my family as I am glad to have him to share dinner with, and dessert, and presents, and walks in the town. As well as our lovely friend who bought us presents even though he doesn't celebrate the holiday. It is such an amazing place to be though, as all religions live in peace here. Everyone has their own way, and each person respects this. Who knew Christmas could bring so many thoughts to my mind? I thought it was just about Santa and presents, but even my sisters, with the youngest being 13 now, are moving on to accept Santa is not flying down the chimney at any moment but more so accepting caring and loving presents from each other. This is what Christmas is about. I used to feel hurt when I didn't get as many presents as my younger sisters but looking back now it meant that my father thought I could better accept that presents are not the only thing that Christmas should be about.
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