Since as far as I can remember Christmas is the party that brings together the whole family, brothers, sisters, and distant cousins.
Participating in the exchange of gifts often brings its share of surprises because more often than not, we always pick the person we are least close to).
Spend the evenings outside playing with the children until our fingers are completely frozen to treat ourselves to a good hot chocolate once inside.
The more the evening progresses, the more laughter is heard.

It's time to put the children to bed, a guest bedroom is used to put them to bed while the master bedroom is used to lay the many coats of the guests.
The children are in bed, we take out the musical instruments.
Some play the guitar and the other accompanies the violin, tending that the elders tap their feet and remember their good memories of yesteryear. It is these magical nights that later it will be our turn and as elders, we will recount these moments with nostalgia to our children.
To realize this dream and continue the tradition, something essential is missing for me. A companion, a woman with whom to build my family so that later our children can live these unforgettable moments that are the family reunions of the holiday season.
But nothing compares to the joy of sharing this celebration with a lover and these children.
Kissing under the guy, as tradition wants, is perhaps the beginning, the beginning of the children who will follow, who knows!