Where seeing the family meant they all showed up at the same house. You spent hours drinking sorrel and eating the food all the women had prepared while everyone discussed politics, religion and told stories of days gone by or jokes.
I have fond memories of taking a nap after lunch, four across the bed. Playing cricket and or soccer in the yard. waiting for one of my aunts to announce the we the younger ones were needed to serve the older set. Because that meant it was time for tea, even though we were quite annoyed at the time.
Auntie Patsy's black cake with Auntie Slyvia's custard. Brandied fruit and a glass of sherry. Earl Grey poured out of Aunt Suzie's Silver teapots. Granny and Grandpa listening and soaking every word said by their children and grandchildren, then quietly making some comment that would stun us all and then send us into the gales of laughter.
Listening to Parang and waiting for the carolers to show up to the house. I miss those days when we were all in the same place. But now we're spread far and wide. We don't' get to talk often enough and everyone has their own family.
So to everyone out there Christmas is coming. Remember to send out your cards. They sparks fond memories of times past.
Oh and Will you sparked this memory:
4 comments:
Aww, I love reminiscing about Christmas traditions :)
I love that Christmas poem!
I love the holidays and I would say Christmas is my favorite time of year! The excitement is contagious and having so many nieces and nephews, it's hard to not love the holidays! Great poem! Yes, I will call you now that I am no longer house sitting! Not avoiding you, promise :)
Oh, it's fun to reminisce the good days... that's why we make it a point to spend Christmas together in my father's house. I love that poem.
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