A Christmas Eve to Cherish

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Hello Hivers! It’s me again, itsmemic@itsmemic.


A Christmas Story to Remember

This story happened on the 25th of December, a day filled with excitement and joy.

My sister, who played one of the role of “Santa,” became my go-to person that morning when I asked her what time the church mass would start. I trusted her because I knew she’d be aware of the schedule. She replied confidently, “8 PM.”

With that in mind, I started getting ready as early as 5 PM. Yes, you read that right—5 PM! I wanted to ensure I had enough time to pick out an outfit, do some self-care, and, of course, apply my makeup. By 7 PM, I was all set. My mom reminded me to have dinner before heading to church so I’d be ready to go.

Since iamlovelykate@iamlovelykate , my sister, was already at the church practicing their dance performance, my companion for the evening was my younger brother.

iamlovelykate@iamlovelykate and the other “Santas” were preparing for a special presentation where each of them would wear a sash displaying a birth month. The audience would place money in the boxes corresponding to their birth month—a thoughtful and festive tradition.


A Packed Church and a Perfect Spot

On our way to church, my brother mentioned how crowded it already was. To avoid standing the whole time, I decided to bring a chair.
When we arrived, I wasn’t surprised to see the place packed. I chose to sit by the side where I could clearly see the altar. It turned out to be a great spot because I could also see the TV screen displaying the song lyrics. This made it easy for me to sing along, which I absolutely love doing, especially when it feels like I’m harmonizing with the choir.


A Heartwarming Presentation

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A few minutes later, my sister and the other “Santas” lined up for their performance. I called her name, and she smiled back at me—a sweet moment.

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After their first presentation, they handed out greeting cards with the words, “MERRY CHRISTMAS, from SANTA.” On the back, there was a heartfelt message: “Love is the true gift of Christmas.”


Fun and Surprises During the Mass

Before the mass ended, the priest announced a fun activity. A member of the congregation asked questions, and those who answered correctly received Christmas gifts. Questions included:

  • “When is Jesus’ birthday?”
  • “Who is Jesus’ father?”
  • “Who is His mother?” and many more.

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The prizes were practical yet thoughtful—laundry basins and buckets in various colors. Many people participated, and several won gifts, making the activity lively and enjoyable.


Capturing Memories

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After the mass, I took some photos inside the church.

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I even had a picture of me by the window.

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Later, I asked my brother’s friend to capture a photo with my siblings, and the result was stunning. The background and angle were just perfect.

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Nearby was the nativity scene, beautifully arranged with traditional figures like Mama Mary, Joseph, Baby Jesus in a manger, shepherds, and animals such as cows and sheep. The display was set on green cloth resembling grass and housed in a simple wooden structure near the altar.

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The church’s exterior was equally breathtaking, featuring arched windows and doors that added a classic and elegant charm. The ceiling and walls were adorned with decorative moldings, and the large flat-screen TV I mentioned earlier was prominently displayed.


A Serendipitous Moment

As we were about to leave, I heard someone calling my name from above. When I looked up, I saw my guy friends. One of them had been searching for me and kept asking his friends where I was. It was perfect timing that they spotted me.

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I went upstairs to where the choir usually sat. The area had microphones and speakers, making it feel special. We took a group photo, and I also had a solo picture taken. Everything looked perfect—a moment I’ll treasure forever.


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And that's it for todays blog.
Thank you, my dear Hivers, for reading!

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