During the holiday season, many families have their own unique traditions that they cherish and pass down from generation to generation. In Mexico and other Latin American countries, one such tradition is the celebration of Three Kings Day, or Dia de los Reyes. This is a day when children receive gifts from the Three Wise Men, or Los Tres Reyes Magos, who brought gifts to baby Jesus on the Epiphany.

Growing up in a Mexican-American household, I have fond memories of celebrating Three Kings Day with my family. My favorite part of the celebration was when my grandmother would bake a traditional sweet bread called Rosca de Reyes. This bread is shaped like a crown and has dried fruit on top to represent the jewels. Inside the bread, there is a hidden plastic baby Jesus. Whoever finds the baby Jesus in their slice of Rosca de Reyes is responsible for hosting the next party on Candlemas Day, which is celebrated on February 2nd.

My grandmother was the heart and soul of our Three Kings Day celebrations. She would spend all day in the kitchen baking the Rosca de Reyes and preparing other traditional dishes like tamales and champurrado, a thick and creamy Mexican hot chocolate. As a child, I was always in awe of how she could effortlessly multitask and create such delicious dishes.

But my grandmother’s role in our Three Kings Day celebrations went beyond just cooking and baking. She also served as the voice of the Three Kings. Every year, my cousins and I would write letters to the Three Kings, telling them what we wanted for Christmas and why we deserved to receive those gifts. We would place our letters in a shoebox and leave it under the Christmas tree on the night of January 5th.

The next morning, my grandmother would gather all of the letters and read them out loud to us. She would then write a response from the Three Kings, thanking us for our letters and letting us know if we had made it onto the “nice” or “naughty” list. Of course, we were all on the nice list, and my grandmother would remind us that the most important gift we could receive was the love and support of our family.

Looking back on those Three Kings Day celebrations, I realize the significance of my grandmother’s role. Not only did she bring our family together with her delicious cooking and baking, but she also nurtured our imagination and helped us believe in the magic of the holiday season. Even now, years after my grandmother’s passing, my cousins and I still carry on the Three Kings Day traditions that she cherished so much.

In many ways, my grandmother was the true queen of our Three Kings Day celebrations. She had a warmth and generosity that filled our home with love and joy. Her memory lives on in the traditions that she instilled in our family, and every year when I bite into a slice of Rosca de Reyes, I am reminded of her love and spirit.

In conclusion, Three Kings Day is a cherished tradition in many Latin American countries, and it holds a special place in the hearts of those who celebrate it. My grandmother was a key figure in our family’s Three Kings Day celebrations, and her love and dedication continue to inspire me today. As we gather with our families and loved ones this holiday season, let us remember the legacy of those who came before us and keep their traditions alive for future generations to enjoy.

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