Empezare por agradecer a mi mamá por pararse en las navidades a las 6:00 de la mañana a cocinar un monton de comida y hornear con lo que quedaba en el refrigerador, quiero agradecer primeramente por ese espiritu que nunca entendi de niña y ahora me converti en exactamente lo mismo, y hasta me molesto igual, fue la puerta a entender de que se trataba esta fecha. No se trata de tomarse fotos lindas en el arbol, ni hacer una competencia de quien hace el arbol mas grande y bonito, se trato siempre de tener razones para agradecer a Dios, por todo su amor para nosotros, de la llegada de Jesus, y la esperanza para toda la vida de que ibamos a estar bien siempre.
Las hallacas es el acto de amor, valentina y esfuerzo fisico que cualquier persona podria tener, pues te da 2000 años de vida y te quita 1000 en dolores de espalda al otro dia, pero lo vale, los postres es la demostracion de que amas a la gente, nadie que hornee algo tan rico puede ser infeliz.
Agradezco haberme detenido muchas veces a ver las caras de mi familia a ver como disfrutaban o critican las pasas, jajaja gracias a eso aun habita en mi memoria y es mi mejor regalo de santa. Cuando tienes una mesa, una plato y una familia ya esta hecho el resto.
En estos tiempo donde todos estamos lejos solo nos queda reconocer lo feliz que fuimos sin saberlo, nos queda abrazar a los que tenemos al lado, nos queda ser agradecidos, nos queda el amor, nos queda la receta secreta de mamá, nos queda llorar, nos queda estar triste (se vale), nos queda saber que venimos de familias humildes y millonarias de corazon, donde cabe uno caben 100, donde la comida se multiplica y los regalos se comparten, donde no se repite la ropa porque mamá se encargaba de todo, nos queda dar al mundo lo que llevamos por dentro sin ver a quien. No hay filtro para dar
La Navidad es todo lo que esta bien en el mundo, es todo lo que te puede sanar, te restaura, te transforma, te abre el corazon, te permite, te lleva a ti, te paraliza de emocion y todo es porque tu naciste.
Gracias
Kat******
I'll start by thanking my mom for stopping at Christmas at 6:00 in the morning to cook a lot of food and bake with what was left in the refrigerator. I want to first thank her for that spirit that I never understood as a child and now I became In exactly the same way, and it even bothered me just as much, it was the door to understanding what this date was about. It is not about taking pretty photos on the tree, nor having a competition of who makes the biggest and most beautiful tree, it is always about having reasons to thank God, for all his love for us, for the arrival of Jesus, and the hope for life that we would always be well.
The hallacas are the act of love, bravery and physical effort that any person could have, because it gives you 2000 years of life and takes away 1000 in back pain the next day, but it's worth it, the desserts are the demonstration that you love People, no one who bakes something so delicious can be unhappy.
I am grateful for having stopped many times to see my family's faces to see how they enjoyed or criticized the raisins, hahaha thanks to that it still lives in my memory and is my best gift from Santa. When you have a table, a plate and a family, the rest is already done.
In these times when we are all far away, we only have to recognize how happy we were without knowing it, we have to hug those next to us, we have to be grateful, we have love, we have mom's secret recipe, we have to cry, We are left to be sad (it's okay), we are left to know that we come from humble families and millionaires at heart, where there is room for one, there is room for 100, where food is multiplied and gifts are shared, where clothes are not repeated because mom was in charge of Everything, we have to give to the world what we carry inside without seeing who. There is no filter to give
Christmas is everything that is good in the world, it is everything that can heal you, restores you, transforms you, opens your heart, allows you, takes you, paralyzes you with emotion and it is all because you were born.
Thank you