A royal and pontifical “tomasino” christmas.
Nope. This is not a scene from a movie.
Not a christmas village somewhere across the globe.
Not even a manipulated subject of a christmas postcard.
But this is a place where people are in their happiest.
Where everyone knows everyone.
It’s a place where emotions are higher than the sky.
Where the stars burn all the hatred in your soul.
They light up even the dullest places in your heart.
A place where smiling is the only thing you will do.
And band-cheering will be the least of your priority
Because raising your hand (while shouting) is a custom gesture that naturally comes out.
The saints and philosophers party with you.
And God… (oh god)
He blesses you.
Where rain showers were never wrong.
And a signal torch was never bad.
Where love raised a tree larger than life…
…that are as incredibly big as the gifts of your desired dreams.
It’s the most royal…
…celebration this season.