In past Christmases I avoided listening to Filipino Christmas songs for I know how they would affect me emotionally. They make me homesick and there is no cure to that except buying a ticket and visit home. While I may not have a problem for tickets but I just can’t do it in December, my kids are in school and I wouldn’t be happy leaving them while I enjoy my days in the Philippines. They like it there too and want to bring them with me, only not in December though.
Anyway, I am braving myself to listen to these songs these days, as expected it touched me and how I wish I could be with my little siblings this Christmas. While the songs touch me emotionally, at the same time they bring back lots of memories of my life while growing up poor. These songs used to be played over many times on radio stations when I was a child, they sure are soothing and relaxing to listen to.
One of the memories I have when I was a child, I really believed that Santa was real and that he would come in our house one night. So, I hung my white sock outside the window and hopeful it will be loaded with sweet goodies when I wake up in the morning. But to my dismay, it was EMPTY! Like it was untouched in the same place exactly where I hung it that night. I was so disappointed and from then on, I did not ever wish to have a gift or someone would really give me something nice ever again.
Instead, I become a giver to my family and some relatives years later after I got married to my husband. It sure feels nice to give and see those children’s faces when I handed them candies/chocolates. Looking forward to going home next summer and see my little brother and sister again and hopefully visit my cousins in the province to hand out candies.