Jul
15

The Story of My Days in December

Until about ten years ago, I still make a special card every Christmas. Do not buy. Everyone get a card I made with people imagine. Very day habit that had long abandoned. I buy more and sign a signature card before sending through the post. I still love to do this, until last year. Not infrequently, this is also the work to be children. To send a greeting card from the family relative to the family and colleagues. Mother, including those that are difficult to write anything on any card. Writing is always a bad reason to become classic. I myself, do not serve the patient request of my mother’s affairs for the Christmas cards. My sister always be victims to complete all of that.? hehehehe..
The last few years, activities that always make a scene at our family Christmas cards is hunting. In fact, this process is quite funny. Because we are not shopping with our money. My father will give the same big money to us all to buy Christmas gift for all. Some of us will add to the money each, but there is also a strategy that makes even the purchase of gift in such a way so that the bribe money can still be. His name is also a business.

This morning, it’s very quiet. There are no Christmas songs resound, as the CD player is broken and my mother does not have to have enough time and effort to repair or replace with another player. My mother has not been shopping because no one can take. My father is not able to relax enough to face many things, including the renovated houses that have not yet finished and finished-until now. Fortunately there are Christmas cards from friends.

I have hope, one of them to be able to enjoy this Christmas. Not just troop gathered, but how to remember the DIA has been so good to me. DIA that have come, to die and then rise up for me, and also you.

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