Everyone has heard of the Godfathers the definitive representation of what it is to be an Italian Mafioso, from the dusty mountainside of Sicily to the posh New York avenues.
Some choose to leave the fatherland for greener pastures; some turn the du...
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I wondered to myself but where is Santa's gift. I know this might sound childish to many but I have always enjoyed the stories of Santa Claus and how he represents hope.
Believing in him has really helped me while I was growing up, for a lonely child like me he was a beacon of positivity and happiness although I know that there is nothing like Santa but I still want to preserve that purity and positivity inside my heart.
I sat on the bed reminiscing my childhood how I would be sleepless the night before Christmas waiting excitedly to look for my gifts under the tree.
There were some instances when I would even try to catch Santa in the act of giving me gifts or coming down to our house so that I could thank him in person for being so kind and nice to me. Santa was one such memorable and important part of my life, I still have the letters I wrote to him over the years thanking him. I remember a rather funny incident, I want to give the letter to Santa myself so I stayed up late and around 2am I was really sleepy and couldn't wait any longer for Santa to arrive my brother concocted a story that he had given the letter to santa while I was asleep and he had read it and really liked it and wanted to thank you in person and maybe talk to you but his schedule was so busy he had to leave in hurry, but he left a letter with his autograph, which was a letter written by my brother and I was so happy that santa had written me a letter. My brother and I still share laughs over this sweet little memory.
Christmas has always been a special time, back in London I would make snowman in our backyard and also help my sister with the decorations which was a dual celebration of my birthday and Christmas so the themes would always be a mix of Christmas and a girl's birthday party although I preferred a full blown Christmas style decoration that's how much I loved Christmas.
Another special memory from the Christmas celebrations in London were the church masses thinking about them I teleported to the old gothic church I frequented every year on Christmas eve to sing my favourite carols with the priests and other devotees Silent night, holy night! All is calm, and all is bright Round yon Virgin, Mother and Child Holy infant so tender and mild Sleep in heavenly peace Sleep in heavenly peace Silent night, holy night! All is calm, and all is bright Round yon Virgin, Mother and Child Holy infant so tender and mild Sleep in heavenly peace Sleep in heavenly peace
I could see myself wearing a bright red dress with my cousin standing in the choir and singing with the masses. I really loved Christmas carols and going to church during Christmas, although I am agnostic by choice it made me feel a different kind of happiness a sense of belonging and bonding with people around me. Since my mother and sister deaths I had lost this sense of connection and I was drifting away in life and I felt I would be left alone all by myself and it was a waste of time to let people in, Christmas and Santa claus helped me change my mind.
Good things always happened to me during the Christmas festive period, my problems would be solved and new developments would happen in my life. My issues with Giovanni was resolved and the presidential campaign's prep also went off to a great start with most of the major work either completed or finalised.
