* my White Witch coat, a car full of presents and a poodle, dread and hope
* close family members who are only close once a year
* a day holed up with mother, books and chocolate
* traditional walks along seafront and through the weird place called Purola
* more Christmas music than usual (Spotify, nostalgic radio stations, a shaky vinyl from my childhood)
* coming home, pouring a desperately needed glass of wine, singing "Gloria in Excelsis Deo" at the top of my voice
God has arrived to save us.
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