Christmas 2004

It's Christmas Eve and I have nothing better to do. I kept myself busy decorating our souvenirs for the wedding. A sore index finger and 50 chopsticks later, my dad called me to eat our Noche Buena. Wow! We're having pizza? Well, who cares? I'm making the most out of this occassion, thinking that this is my last Christmas as a single gal. I wondered if I'd still be here in the country next year. I couldn't help but weep just thinking about leaving our home, my parents, my dog Basti and everyone else. For some, 3 people gathering around for Noche Buena seem lonely. But this is how it's always been for me. Imagine how next year would be...