Twas the morning before Christmas, when all through the house, not a creator was stirring, except for me and Chachi. The animals were nesseled all snug in the barn, with visons of sugar cubes and a carrot in their heads. And I in my jammies and Chachi in his elf suit, had just put the turkey in the oven for a long winters nap....... Ok, enough with the parity.... I am up and baking a turkey for lunch today with my husbands family. We will be having dinner with his mothers side of the family and then to his mom's to open gifts. Tomorrow we will have Christmas with my family during the day and the Haney's that evening.
As I think back to Christmas's past I remember many fond memories of my childhood. One that really stands out in my mind is spending time with both of my grandmothers. Baking cookies and candies. Every one packing into a little bitty house that was as so hot you would smother to death. The sounds of family reuniting and laughing about days gone by. The food was always so good and the chance to run and play with cousins that we only saw a few times a year. My MamMaw, the mother of my dad, always hung stockings for each of the grandchildren. She would be so excited for us to arrive to see what Santa had left us. Some years she would call and say something like,"hurry and get to mammaws, and see what Santa left for you in your sock!" We always got and orange, some nuts, a big pepermint barber's pole, and some little toys, maybe a piece of chocolate. Her house was so energizing and fun. I really miss those days! Although she is still with us her mind has failed her and she has grown old. It makes Christmas very hard for me as I really wanted my family to have memories of her like I do. She always made each of us feel like we were the favorite. She loved us unconditionally and deeply and never did for one if she couldn't do for the other. Now, most of the family has nothing to do with her and several just want to put her in a home. This is so sad that they would forget the women who brought so much life to all of us and neglet her the way they do. She is just a jewel who the Lord has placed here for a reason. And, most of all she is my MamMaw.
I will post more later.....
1 comment:
That's kinda sad. I always had a love in my heart for "older" people, even as a child. I would just assume spend time with my grandma or great aunts as I would playing outside with the other kids. I don't dare pretend to know how you should handle that, but I'm sure Mawmaw still has some inkling of memories up there. And I hope she is well taken care of till her end of days, however that may be. Hope you and your family have a wonderful Christmas.
~Randy
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