"Happy, happy Christmas, that can win us back the delusions of our childish days; that can recall to the old man the pleasures of his youth; that can transport the sailor and the traveler, thousands of miles away, back to his own fire-side and his quiet home!"
Charles Dickens
Counting back the years, it's going to be nine long years which means nine Christmases that I haven't celebrated with my family. Truly painful. Not that I don't want to, I would love to spend every Christmas with them. But where I am, has a sad fact of cruelty how short our holidays are and when we fail to come back on time at work, salary deductions takes place. Another reason is that, I am not paid that much to compensate blissfully with my family, there are differences between races. But if to say I'm a single woman who has no children to feed, no sickly father to support...I could have gone home every single Christmas no matter how much deductions I had to lose.
But this truth about me will never change the fact how I love the season of Christmas. In my heart, my family is well-kept and loved, even when I was just myself during Christmas time, I still feel the joy of Christ's birth. It's in my heart.
Counting my blessings, you may not understand how lucky I am to have a blessed family, from my parents down to my children. I have a good, harmonious, loving, caring and sensible family. We may be short financially, but the "being" of who we are, is the greatest gift from God.
Counting my blessings, you may not see me smiling or laughing or pretty all the time, but my joy is in the heart, deep and meaningful. I may look serious most of the time, but it takes real people to bring out the joy in me, real jokes and real stories without any traces of lies. Only God knows what's in my heart.
Counting my blessings, I have friends but few. People who appreciate me, my works, my beliefs, my friendship. These people are rare because they stick to me despite of my flaws and mistakes in the past. I am blessed with a positive thinking, strength and perseverance. I am gifted with something special, and I am grateful.
I have offered everything to God, EVERYTHING; my life, my family, my fate, my love would always come from Him. It will no longer be my decision, it will be God to decide for me. And you know what? The more you let go, the more you accept your failures, the more you humble yourself, the more God blesses you. The more you want less, He shall give you more. This is the mystery of life. The meaning of Christmas to me. How God wanted each and everyone to be.
One day, as I was told by someone who believes in me, to pray for God's calling that I be a part of a church. He said, not everyone speaks the way I do. Not everyone thinks, the way I do. I am thankful for the compliments. I believe it will happen. In due time. When God knows I'm ready.
Christmas is ever sweet. Do not make the mistake of blaming the season just because you are mourning, in pain, alone, failure and nothing to eat. I've been there! I know how terrible it feels. But, if you have nothing to eat, at least feed your soul with God's words of wisdom.
Wishing you all, my dear friends, a happy Christmas - wherever you are!
Love,
Sofia Ann
SWEETLIFE Author&Founder
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