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Christmas Eve started really normal. The table was full of food, everyone was hungry, grandma kept fixing the tablecloth every five minutes and we all agreed on one thing. No politics. Of course, that rule lasted about ten minutes. My uncle suddenly said something about politics and my grandpa immediately looked up from his plate. You could feel the tension in the room. Even the Christmas lights seemed scared. They started arguing. My uncle was talking louder and louder, my grandpa was hitting the table with his hand and everyone else pretended to focus very hard on the food. My mom tried to change the topic, my grandma was praying under her breath and nobody knew what to do. Then it happened. My grandpa stood up in the middle of the argument and accidentally hit the Christmas tree. The tree fell over in slow motion. Ornaments rolled across the floor, the lights started blinking like something was broken and the cat ran away like it saw a ghost. Everyone went silent. After a few seconds my grandma said that this is exactly why politics should never be discussed at Christmas. And that was it. Everyone started laughing. My uncle and my grandpa stopped arguing and started fixing the tree together, still quietly disagreeing about where the star should be. So yeah. Christmas Eve with drama, politics and a fallen Christmas tree. Pretty successful if you ask me.

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