During the Christmas break from school, Oma and Opa would stay with us in Windsor. They’d drive from London which felt really far back then. Sometime in the week, Oma would go to Walker’s Chocolates on Wyandotte. On Christmas Eve she’d give us each an exquisite three pack of chocolate saying that Sinterklaas had brought it for us to enjoy. We’d have sliced meats and cheeses for dinner and spend quiet time together in the light of the tree. The relaxed Dutch tradition contrasts with the frantic Canadian Christmases at my paternal Grandparents house which, frankly; was just as magical for a child. The kids at school thought I was extremely lucky to have two Santas and, really, they were right. Oma and Opa are gone now but I continue the Walkers traditions to this day. Christmas Eve is spent quietly with chocolates and enjoying the beauty of the season.
Angela – Essex