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Merry Christmas


I’d be honest, Christmas brings this energy into me that I’ve not felt since I was a small kid waiting to pack his new box of Hot Wheels. The hype that surrounds it just seems to keep getting bigger. But yet there is this thing that warms me from within this year.  


It must be the sweets or the carols. Even more so, just people living in the moment of  spending time with their loved ones. It’s a lot honestly, but to me, it’s just the smiles, the people who are there with me at this moment. Sitting at home and just taking time off to be with them has given me a sense of relief that I don’t know if I can ever describe. On the eve of Christmas as I’m choosing my finest selection of clothes, I only can feel the anticipation of meeting people I’ve not met in a while after mass and it’s just crazy to think that all of us share the air we live in. They say it’s the time of giving, I guess it’s about also giving kindness and giving back to people that mean a lot to us. We all have a different way of celebrating Christmas, but I don’t think there is denying we all look forward to being with the ones we cherish the most. It’s a time not only to fill our spirits, but celebrate Jesus and the lives of our people, the ones that give it meaning.  



What’s joy? Joy is being able to be Santa Claus. I got to fulfill this wish of mine in AICUF’s Christmas Carnival, where I got this huge welcome as I made my entrance in the middle of the audience to this huge ovation. It took place on the 22nd, which still is fresh in my memory. The welcome I got reminded me of my childhood when I was excited to meet Santa himself. To be put in those shoes and enjoy with everyone else felt special and reminded me how special this season can really be.  


After the carnival, I sat down with the entire editorial committee as we all opened gifts which we received from our Secret Santas which was wholesome, because it felt special to see the people you are sharing this team with, all of them at the same time at that. Meeting them at that time made me feel happy to see so many of them, plus the surprises that we received just made it even better. I don’t think Christmas could be any more perfect.


Sit back and enjoy, for it is the season to be jolly. I hope you enjoy your Christmas and have an amazing new year. Find your reason to love Christmas and spend time with your loved ones, you all deserve it. Happy Holidays!!






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