My best holiday memory as a child was when I was 12 and it was the last really big Christmas my family had together when my Grandmother was still alive and my brother was still engaged and hadn't married Lidia yet. I remember we all had a wonderful time, Both my grandparents were there and enjoying themselves, a couple of my Aunts and Uncles were there, both my brother and sister were there and low and behold, my distanced father was there as well. My mother made her famous Christmas cookies for the last time, my Grandmother made her tamales for the last time and it was a very warm and cheerful holiday. We all had cookies, hot chocolate and sweet bread while sharing stories of the good old days and having some laughs. I will never forget it.