As a child, my grandmother Nanny would pull up in her old white Ford car to our back door and pop the trunk to unveil it stuffed with presents. The excitement my two sisters, brother and I had was pure joy. Of course Nanny would come with her famous Christmas Coffee Cake for Christmas morning. Christmas Eve was celebrated with a traditional Mexican dinner of queso, chips, guacamole, red & green enchiladas, tamales and lime sherbet for dessert. YUM!! It was always followed up with opening one Christmas gift.
Christmas morning, we would wake around 5 and get my parents up. We opened our stockings and then Daddy, would play Santa and hand out the presents. We opened one at a time, taking the time to experience each persons joy while they opened their present. Mom would prepare a wonderful dinner of shrimp cocktail, artichokes, prime rib, baby potatoes, rolls and for dessert a cranberry torte.
This year my sisters and brothers came back home. We all hadn't been together for Christmas in decades. Mom is 88 now and her health is failing. Daddy died two years ago so we have all changed roles. My sisters and I cooked then after dinner husbands, boyfriend and my brother cleaned up.
Christmas Day before dinner we went on a hike up Bernal Mesa, quite the hike, while Mom and my daughter stayed inside. Spending time together reminiscing about the past, hope for the future, and scrambling up to the top of the mesa will not be easily forgotten
Christmas for me is about being with my family and remembering that my life is centered around my anchor, Jesus Christ.
May you hug and tell the people that are close to you that you love them.
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