"That's it, buddy," I say to Oliver as he helps me decorate the Christmas cookies.

After finishing my great tour "Love on Tour" it was time to return home. With you and with our two beautiful children. Oliver, 5 years, and Juliet, 6 months. This year I have been more absent than I would have liked due to concerts, interviews, awards and more. But now I will take a big break so I can enjoy you.

As expected, my mother wanted us to spend Christmas with her, so we could all be together as a family. She has also invited my sister Gemma and her husband. All together at home. Like old times.

I want Oliver to enjoy Christmas as much as he can, that's why I'm teaching him all the traditions, especially the most important one, cookies for Santa. When Juliet gets a little older she will share these moments with her brother, for now she just limits herself to sleeping, crying and saying the odd intelligible word from time to time.

My gaze travels to you, sitting on the sofa with the little girl in your arms. You can't imagine how much I've missed you this year. To you and our little family. I don't want to leave you alone again for anything in the world.

"Honey, come see the cookies Oliver and I are making for Santa." I say, longing to have you close as soon as possible.