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2394: Culture, traditions...

I am a social person who grew up in an era without social media. In those tender days, the stories I heard about foreign lands used to unsettle me. I was so apprehensive about life outside my own world that I once even refused to marry someone who wished to settle abroad. I was simply scared of a world I didn't understand.

Fast forward to today: I am that same person, but now with the gift of time and the guidance of my beloved daughter. Understanding me better than I understand myself, she introduced me to the world of cinema, specifically "Christmas movies." She did her homework for me, sitting by my side to show me where to find them and explaining why I would love certain actors and stories. How lucky I am to have her.

This journey started during my notice period, as I stepped down from full-time work and stepped up to my part-time, "Weekend Forever" lifestyle. For two and a half years now, I have watched at least one Christmas movie almost every day.

While these films are scripted, I believe they are rooted in real experiences; after all, writers draw inspiration from the life around them. Through hundreds of movies, I have seen a world showcasing high culture, deep-seated traditions, family values, and immense respect.

Watching these stories from snow-covered lands, I realized something profound: foreign lands are full of culture too. The people are easygoing, joyous, and deeply connected to their heritage, culture, traditions, local delicacies etc to name a few . This realization isn't just from movies; it aligns with my own experiences of staying abroad for a few years.

I realize now that I was unnecessarily scared of crossing those "aisles" years ago. But as they say, it is never too late to know the truth. Thanks to the free time I now enjoy and these movies that feel as if they were carved just for me, my world has become much wider.

A tale / a truth.

#Culture #Traditions #FamilyValues #ChristmasMovies #PersonalGrowth #MotherDaughterBond #GlobalCitizenship #LifeReflections #OxfordOfTheEast

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