A part of me dreaded Christmas this year.
It's the first time in a long time that I won't be spending Christmas with my Mom. For the last 12 years, it has been with my Mom and our family, no exceptions, no excuses.
This year, it was just supposed to be M, B, and my brother the chef. Khali too but he's sound asleep by the time we open gifts and have Noche Buena.
However, God had better plans for us and out of nowhere, Kuya Jay and Mamita were able to go to the Philippines. Luckily, our place was big enough to host everyone and so we ended up with M's side of the family celebrating with us.