Christmas is one of the most beautiful holidays that we celebrate in our house. Since childhood, it is a holiday that evokes special feelings in our hearts and we like to spend it with our family. It is a feeling that was passed on to us by our parents and grandparents. Every year we would spend Christmas either at the grandparents in the country or at other grandparents in the city... but the feeling was the same... the feeling that you belong there and that they are your home, no matter where you are. Every Christmas for me has always been something I can't wait for, however, this one was a little different.. even though I spent it with my family, I felt a little empty because this year my only grandmother who was left of all my grandparents died. We celebrated Christmas at our home and for the first time we didn't go to our grandparents because unfortunately we have no one else to go to. Although there is a empty space in my heart, I am aware that they are always there for us and will never leave us.
This Christmas was kind of special because it was the first time I made my own Christmas cake.. although my mom usually does it, this time I wanted to be the one to make the decorations and bring some joy to our home.
