As Christmas time rolls around each year and the flurries of snow blow in a blizzard outside my window, my family rushes to ready themselves for Christmas dinner.
My friends and I gather around a crackling fireplace and exchange our secret Santa gifts that, in reality, weren’t so secret. The ripping of the wrapping paper (clumsily stuck onto the present bought with care and love), hot chocolate and cookies to warm our insides, and Christmas carols to belt into the deserted snowfall outside are all parts of my holiday traditions.
