On Sunday, I am off to spend the holidays with my niece and nephew (and their parents, and their great-grandparents – sadly, the grandparents won’t be there). I’m so excited – I feel like such a grown-up using my frequent flyer miles to travel to spend Christmas with my family. This is how normal people travel. My traveling history is usually anything but.
I am hopeful for a happy Christmas, and I want to wish whatever culturtwining friends I have a hopeful and happy Christmas as well.
As I write this, I remember last year at this time. It was my first Christmas in London but I still didn’t have a home to live in, though I had wonderful friends and family happy to host me for as long as it took. I wanted to enjoy my first Christmas “living” somewhere but I was recovering from a lot of stress and a bit of trauma I suppose, and I was facing the challenges of the incredibly-stressful British housing system. So I suppose I didn’t enjoy it as much as I might have.
But such seasons are a great time of reflection, and one thing I really enjoyed last Christmas was reliving many of my CulturTwining Christmases Past. A parade of people, places and precious (and a few not-so-precious) memories remind me of the rich life I’ve lived so far. Do take a read:
- 2001 (Syria, Brazil)
- 2002 (Syria, Turkey)
- 2003 (Lebanon)
- 2004 (Syria, Lebanon)
- 2005 (UK)
- 2006 (postgraduate blur)
- 2007 (UK, Syria… you can see why Syria is so important to me!)
- 2008 (UK but barely, Cyprus)
- 2009 (Malaysia)
- 2010 (Lebanon, UK)
- 2011 (UK)
And now, like normal people do when they travel, I’m signing off CulturTwined until next year!
Happy Hoping, Happy Feasting, Happy Family Time to you.