These are the things I remember.
Christmas carols sung by the church choir. The lit-up Christmas tree below which hand-wrapped presents are scattered.
A long family dinner and then a countdown to the stroke of midnight.
Plenty of food. Lots of laughter, love and happiness.
When I think back on Christmas during my childhood, these are the things that come to mind.
Back when I was still a little girl, all I wanted to do during the festive holiday season was to help put up the huge Christmas tree (which seemed huge only in comparison to my small height), spend plenty of time with my family, eat huge amounts of food and candies, open up hand-wrapped gifts that mum had carefully picked out for us, and have a ton of good fun.
I still want that of course – although times are now a little different.
I no longer live in Singapore, and the last five Christmases and New Years’ were spent across the world from them. But I still enjoy putting up the Christmas tree, hanging twinkly string lights around it, and adorning it with bells and other ornaments. I still love receiving gifts and getting presents for others, that hasn’t changed.