Finally it is Christmas Eve in The House with The Garden! I’ve spent Christmas during the last 6 years away from my family. Maybe it was a conscious decision, but early this year I thought I couldn’t go without spending another Christmas without my family and I didn’t want to spend Christmas on my own either, meaning being in a foreigner country and I changed jobs. I am home with my family. I remember every single year I had that emotional rush, coming out of the blue, which made me miss my home land, family, food and even the Hungarian TV.
We had traditional fresh water fish soup and carp schnitzel with home-made chips fried in goose fat and French salad. It was all delicious. Even though it is Christmas I am still organising my stuff. The fact that I can be home and do things is more important than watching TV whilst eating chocolate. This Christmas carries no less than thousands of pieces of pure beauty and that is more than enough for me.
Traditionally we decorate the tree tonight, but instead of rushing it, we are going to do it tomorrow. No rush, it is not a race any more to celebrate and what is in our hearts deep down towards the meaning of Christmas what counts not the number of tinsels we wrap around the tree. Bethlehem in the small village church and the Midnight Mass that is what really count and that there is no complaining if the soup is a bit cold and that we talk to one another with love and encouragement no matter what, because today is special: Jesus was born.
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