Christmas was a Dream

In Honduras Christmas was a dream. We spent it with family. My grandmother cooked all day. Tamales Chicken sandwiches. Tacos French Fries. Whatever we needed My grandmother cooked. * The family all came together. Aunts, Uncles, Cousins. Always We were short my mother and father. * I always enjoyed Christmas. It was the most beautiful... Continue Reading →

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