Today is Christmas Eve in the countries that celebrate it on December 25th. As for me, this time has marked, for the past few years, the period of celebrations that end on January 7th. I celebrate December 25th as a family day, a reminder that Christmas and New Year is all about the family and miracles.
In 2019, I wrote a fairy tale about a girl asking Santa Claus to help raise the notorious fog in the Lake District, so that her parents could reach home in time for Christmas dinner. The main idea I expressed there was this: Love and Faith make miracles. This is what I believe, and this is what the story of Nativity teaches us.
I had a rather calm day today: I went to give a home lesson to my student, then I had lunch, and around 4 pm I decided to have a lie-down. After the most eventful 4th quarter I do need some rest, especially as I still have to do a lot of filming and teaching in this last week of December.
I’m going to spend the remainder of the day preparing for tomorrow, putting up the garlands, and possibly recounting the great moments of the passing year.
