What is simple is true

I am beginning to think that it is the sweet, simple things of life which are the real ones after all
Laura Ingalls Wilder

Last night, Jon and i went to Martin Place to see the big Christmas tree being lit up for the first time this festive season. The whole place was packed with people, mostly parents with young kids. We found ourselves a good spot and waited until the countdown began: "six, five, four three, two, one" and then...two seconds of nothing followed by cheers as the tree was lit. Soon after, there were fireworks which i absolutely love because it's loud and pretty and makes (almost) everyone happy. Jon and i thought it was only right that we shared a kiss amidst all this happiness. I am loving my collection of happy "Jon and Gen" memories. Especially when there's a Christmas tree, carols, gingerbread latte from Starbucks, police officers dressed in santa hats and SANTA himself involved.