Remembering Nana and the little things in life

hen I was a kid, Nana would ask if she had too much makeup on. I can see her so clearly in my mind. She sat at the kitchen table, getting ready for the day. The Norteñas playing in the background. She held a small mirror up to her face and shared the latest gossip.

She couldn’t see too well out of one eye, and sometimes, she put on too much makeup. I was always too embarrassed to…