As I grew older, I stopped dreaming of a white Christmas and started dreaming of a Christmas that reminded me more of my own city. Honestly, part of it may have had to do with the fact that I knew a rainy Christmas was a more realistic for Vancouver, and so I would be setting my expectations up for success. However, most of it had to do with that I love Vancouver for everything it is, including the endless days of rain being poured on top of us. I have grown up in this perfect city where I became accustomed to the mountains, ocean and west coast weather. My home, Vancouver, and where I am from is exactly what I want to be reminded of during the holiday season.
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