Part of Perfect Moment Mondays…
Having grown up in a small, nuclear family, there has been no greater gift than marrying into one as large as a rural village, and living almost as closely together. By choice. Leaving Louisiana, as my husband did, is leaving family, and unlike my own scattered family, is rare.
Every Christmas and New Year’s, as many as 100 family members from all over the New Orleans area will come together to celebrate. So many aunts, uncles and cousins, that every year, Reagan and I meet someone new. What a different childhood she has, and will have from mine.
This holiday season, seeing her run, play, dance and make mischief with her cousins, I relished in knowing that she is building bonds that will last a lifetime. It’s almost as if I could see her familial ties growing stronger with every innocent gesture. In my head, I played out scenes from future visits to Louisiana – swimming pools, slumber parties, late nights at the movies – and knew there would be many more perfect moments to come.