REMEMBERING NANI

My nani was, and forever will be, an example of the spirit of Christmas.

When I lived in San Diego near Nani and Papa, Christmas celebrations were always grand. Relatives would come from all over the country. My cousins and I would wait patiently as we wolfed down our mandatory eggs and hot chocolate before we could even think about opening our overflowing stockings and presents that seemed to fill the room.

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