{Maddy and her cousin ZuZu}

I am a lover of history.

I guess I am a sucker for what was and what is out there….maybe even a little of the story we will never know.

I love knowing that things have as much of a story as people sometimes.

I love traditions, family, memories.

I grew up in a family of five but my mom’s side of the family was much larger.

We would all get together at Christmas time at my Grandma Jeanne’s home in Montgomery, Alabama.

These are some of my favorite memories.

I would give almost anything to slip back in time this Christmas and be a child again at my grandma’s.  Almost anything.

To me it was magical.  My grandma didn’t look like anyone’s grandma that I knew.

My grandma was beautiful and thin.  She was stylish and graceful.  Her home was full of beautiful art and music was always playing.

She was a composer and if she was sitting she was working on something…always busy.

She was very petite and when my cousin and I were around 10 we could fit into her high heel shoes and play dress up in her performance gowns.

We thought we were the luckiest girls in the world.

With all of us there every room was full and at bedtime we are all spread out in bedrooms, couches and all over the floor.

Christmas morning was a roaring fire, music playing, excitement over all the gifts under the tree, yummy foods and truly the deep down knowledge that I was so very, very loved.

The day would be full of playing in the yard, picking pecans off the ground, sneaking candies and cookies off the counter, drinking “Russian tea”, taking walks as a family.

The evenings were spent at the long dinning room table that was always set with pretty china and sparkling crystal.

{My mom on the right and my three aunts}

My grandma would look at all of us and tell us that her “cup runneth over”.

I feel like that.

I now know what she meant.

When you have family you have everything.

It doesn’t matter if you have tons of gifts under the tree, pretty dishes on the table, how fancy your home is or if you have art on your walls…….it is family.

My grandma has been gone for four years now.  Those big Christmas’ won’t happen now without her and I miss them.

She did what every head of the family does….she brought us together.  Maybe she even kept us all together a little more.

This Christmas as I look at my own little family I already know what I will say….

My cup runneth over!

{In the summer of 2010 my mom and her three sisters came to Colorado to visit my sister and me.  These are some of the photos I took}


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