Dear Mama,
It's December 24, Christmas eve now. Less than 20 minutes before Christmas. We already had our early Noche Buena, and we also opened our gifts already. Just like in previous years, Edgar was the one who cooked our food. Although we only had pork and ham tonight, and also the ube halaya ordered by Ralph.
Sorry we still were not able to hold our traditional Christmas party, Mama. Still disoriented and still suffering from anxiety to prepare for anything.
We still had fun with our exchange gifts, Mama. And we also had lots of stories shared while we were eating - from Christmas to non-Christmas related topics. You know how our kids can get so random, Mama. At least we were still able to celebrate Christmas, even if it's just a simple noche buena. I hope next year I'll be able to stand back up and prepare for our Christmas party.
I miss you, Mama. Especially in times like this.
I love you, Mama.
Merry Christmas!
Daddy
