Christmas Eve our entire family would gather at our house early afternoon. We'd sit around the kitchen table making tamales, talking, laughing, the adults drinking and us kids drooling at the prospect of getting the first bite of a tamale. It was a joyous time to be sure.
I cannot imagine what Christmas would have been without family and the love we shared each year. The older I get, the more those memories warm my heart. Not a year goes by when one of us doesn't take us back there for just a few minutes with a rememberance of how lovely those days were; the cooking, the smells, the music, the laughter, the love.
I pray you too have fond memories of days gone by, but more, I pray that this season you find yourself in the midst of family and friends. That you share love and joy with someone who may not have and that next year you will add this Christmas to your book of memories not soon to be forgotten.
