
This is my first Christmas away from home.
Far from the warmth of familiar voices, the smell of Noche Buena, and the chaos I once complained about but now desperately miss. It's not the same — not even close. There's a hollow ache where joy used to be. I feel... empty.
Writing on this blog helps — even just a little. It’s my way of pouring something into the silence, of keeping the loneliness from swallowing me whole.
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