As a young girl, I used to love Christmas for the oranges and the toys… 
I was allowed to wear angel’s wings and I saw all my cousins at once. It was the best time of the year… now many years later, I still love Christmas… not only for the oranges, but for that what it means… I very much believe that on that very day the world turns its face to beauty, to peace and to understanding. I do believe, that on that very day, we all became aware of how breakable we are and how wonderful and unique life is…and yes, I do believe in the old, fat man, who doesn’t exist and in his flying reindeers, in peace and love
Happy Christmas to all of you !
