Little joys of life

I've always liked Christians. I don't know, there has always been an attachment to them since a very young age. I've met so many in my life. I have many friends of this religion who are so to me that I'd be ready to sacrifice my life for them if I have to.

Christmas and Easter have always fascinated me so much to the point that once I asked my mother's friend (who happens to be a Christian) "Does Santa really visit you on X-mas?" I've always awaited for 25th of December where we would go to her house just to adore that beautiful Christmas tree and get a taste of her delicious cake (and cookies that I'd get when we left their home with a not-very-eager-to-share expression). It's always been wonderful to spend time with her family.

My whole family has always welcomed and supported all sorts of people, regardless race and religion because there is no religion higher than humanity, is it?