Merry Christmas!! I know it's really busy up there at the North Pole. I hope Rudolph and the eight other reindeers are doing fine,and that the elves are doing a great job at finishing up the toys. They must be getting really excited as the Christmas Eve is not far away and that they will soon be helping you deliver presents to children all around the world.
I've never written you a letter before, but I think that you are the only one who can fulfill my wish and the only one with whom I can share my thoughts for this Christmas. I know you are really busy now but I hope you will spare a moment to look down into my letter. I left my home for the very first time to go to the college that is far away from my town and it took a lot of time for me to adjust in a place that didn't feel like home. I didn't have my mom by my side always now and I was expected to become more independent. I am not available to my father to take me out for late night drives and to treat me with an ice-cream late at night. Above all, the saddest part is me being away from my home this Christmas. It really hurts, and no matter how many video calls you do, it won't be a substitute to your family's physical presence.
The essence of their unconditional love, the warmth of their gorgeous smiles, the liveliness in their eyes, the happiness in their voices - it does get lost somewhere in the distance. Now, I'm miles away from my home and haven't seen them for months, and the most disappointing thing is I cannot do anything about it. When I was a kid, we always had this wonderful family time together during Christmas. Like decorating the whole house and making Christmas cookies. My all time favourite part of Christmas is decorating the Christmas tree with my parents, brother and grandparents. It's that one moment when you feel like time freezes and you don't want that moment to end. But being a kid does not last fovever.
Today's Christmas I'm nineteen. I'm sitting in my balcony. It's a different city now. I hear my mom's crackling voice through phone as she says, "Merry Christmas". I smile. Maybe, the smallest one my cheek would have. We talked for an hour until she disconnected the call. I look up at sky where the stars are shining as bright as they can. I wonder if there's a kid some where far away, who went to market with her father to buy a Christmas tree and smiled as bright as the stars that shined. I really don't want a fancy car or a walk in closet room like the other teenagers wish for. All that I really want for this Christmas is my family and a big fat Christmas tree to decorate it with tinsels, stars, balloons, lights, candies and gifts.