Christmas 1955 with my brother Mark.
I loved Christmas. Bringing sugar cookies alive with red and green sprinkles, narrating the Christmas story for Mother’s church group, saving money for months to buy a small deep-blue bottle of cheap cologne for Mother, singing Christmas Carols at Midnight Mass with Daddy, discovering the magic that Santa left under the tree, playing Monopoly with my family, laughing, screaming, teasing. Christmas meant family. Lots of them. In addition to my own family of 6 boys, 4 girls, and parents, I had a huge mess of cousins, aunts, uncles, grandparents and we spent time with them. The gift of family and time.
My family: Daughter-in-law with new grand-baby due in February, #1 Son, Granddaughter, #2 Son, and soon-to-be Daughter-in-law
Now my family dynamics are very different. Yesterday, on Christmas Eve, I was blessed to spend four hours with my small family. Instead of the typical Christmas dinner, I fixed a Southern breakfast for brunch: ham, eggs, grits, & homemade biscuits, made a little bit fancy with Mimosas. They’ve gone now. To Chicago. To the other side of the city. To lead their own lives and build their own family memories. I miss them terribly.
Merry Christmas to you and your family, Mona!!! And Happy New Year!
Sandi, I hope (pray) that you are well and happy. I hope your life continues to become better and better.
Thank you, Mona… many blessings to you for a fun and adventurous 2013!
Merry Christmas. Thinking of you. And how Christmas is different each year. Hope to talk with you soon.
Merry Christmas Jim. We’ll talk.
You have a wonderful family group together.
Love love LOVE all these pictures! Thank you for sharing a picture from when you were a kid and looks like you guys had a lot of fun
That last photo is amazing