Usually when I think about Christmas, I think of happy times with family. This year Christmas was a little different for me. My family has certain traditions on Christmas Eve. Usually we go down to Tularosa, read the poem ""Twas the Night Before Christmas", we open a gift, set out the cookies and milk, and then my brother and I go to sleep. This year we went down to Tularosa to look at the luminarias, like we do every year. It was beautiful. The streets were only lit up by flame; all the buildings were outlined with a dancing glow. I sat in awe at the natural beauty of the light the flames cast upon the pathway. After the trip was over, we were invited to go over to Adrian's house for dinner and socialization. Their house was filled with laughter and joy. It was his grandparents" anniversary, which was a strange coincidence because it would have also been my grandparents" anniversary too. I met his family and all of his little cousins. We ate tamales and drank eggnog. All of the adults sat around the table talking about their children, while all of their children were playing games. We played charades, pool, foosball, and hide-and-go-seek. One of his cousins Diego gave us a "speech" on how to play hide-and-go-seek properly. It was an awesome experience for me. I not only saw how other families celebrated Christmas Eve; I experienced how another culture celebrated Christmas Eve. The warmth and happiness of a close family who love each other dearly surrounded me. Christmas is truly a time for joy, happiness, and a time to enjoy one another's presence. .
