My Christmas Eve story. 2001 wasn’t the greatest year of my life. Arriving Christmas has met me short of money, truly short. Even buying a bus ticket to join my friends for Christmas Eve wasn’t something I could afford, not to mention even little gifts. So, you can only do what you can do - I decided to celebrate Christmas Eve alone, just by myself. The evening was excellent with a truly steep fall of snow. Considerable , slow-falling snowflakes , quiet air without any trace of a wind, stillness, and quietness. After a while of watching that beauty through the window, I decided to go for a walk. Heavy winter boots, warm clothing, and here I am getting ready to go. Outside was even more amazing. No cars, no people, and that overwhelming silence and lights radiating through the windows of the houses nearby . And here and there, colorful Christmas trees' magnetic lights. So I walked, and walked, and walked. The charm of Christmas Eve has taken me entirely away. Re...