Christmas has always been a very special time for our family. The hustle and bustle electrifies the whole house. The smells of the kitchen swirl through the house,tickling and tempting everyone's nose! The sounds of opening doors, welcome a wonderful piece of our amazing family puzzle into the house,one by one.
"Merry Christmas," "Hello everyone," and other greetings echo through the house. The pitter-patter of little feet rush in and out, stopping only to grab a yummy treat now and then to resupply their endless energy!
This year we were blessed with the first white Christmas in most of our recent memories.
Snow always seems to make even the eldest of us to feel like we are a child again. Giggles, screams and laughter bounce around the yard as tots, teens and adults scramble to grab a handful of snow to carefully mold into that perfect snowball. A perfect plan of attack is established and many unprepared souls are bomb-barded , by these beloved family members that claim to care so much,HA!
Snow covered faces,clothes and hair...broken bits of shattered snowballs...tiny and large footprints, along with the occasional snow-angel appear throughout the beautiful Christmas snow-scape.
We have an extremely large family and extended family. However, no matter how many new additions we have each year, we always have room for one more.
We have opened our family to many wonderful people through the years. Extending to each one an honorary membership into our blessed family unit. Friends of daughters, sons, nieces , nephews, mothers, daddy's : It doesn't matter who you may be , your accepted, included and loved.
It is always crowded, shoulder to shoulder, loud and confusing. Still, the love and closeness of one another always wins out over all the chaos.
This year my Christmas came to an ultimate high! While exchanging and opening gifts with our kids, I grabbed a small flat box with a pretty bow on top. It was addressed to me from Allen and Natasha. I casually scan around the room watching the kids open their gifts. I take the top off my box and pull out a tiny soft green, object. Inspecting it more closely, I read in colorful stitched letters" I LOVE GRANDMA"
I turn towards my son Allen to be met with his sweet smile and a nod of confirmation and then to my dear daughter in law, Natasha who also confirms my joy with a smile and a nod just as sweet. I'm going to be a GRANDMOTHER!
The rest of the family filed into the room wanting to share their happiness with the new mother and daddy to be.
The rest of the evening I was on the highest of highs! My heart was overflowing with such love for these two wonderful young people for blessing ME with a new grandchild !
Knowing that the tiny life growing inside was part of ME, was such an awesome feeling! Now, MY baby Allen and his dear wife Natasha will be able to experience that same undescribable love. My ♥ cannot be any fuller than it is right now!
|Mommy and Allen 3-1982|
|Allen Christmas morning 1982|
To say that this was the best Christmas ever, is only comparable to MY baby's 1st Christmas in 1982. I remember his sweet face and eyes lighting up as he toddled towards the tree on his first Christmas morning. His eyes sparkled with amazement and wonder!
Allen and Natasha have so many amazing moments to look forward to themselves, and I will be blessed to be able to share in many of those moments with my grandchild-to be!
|A baby is something you carry inside you for nine months, in your arms for|
three years and in your heart till the day you die~Mary Mason~