A Village in the South

Christmas kidsPart 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. 

girls on chairThis 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.

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    What wonderful insight! My family experienced something similar at Thanksgiving. For years my aunts, uncles and cousins all converged on my grandparents’ house for the holiday, but when my grandmother passed in 2001 that tradition fell away. This year my step-grandmother invited us all for Thanksgiving, and it was wonderful; all my grandfather’s children, grandchildren and great-grandchildren were together except for two who had to work. It was strange because many of the great-grandchildren had never met each other, even though we all reside in the same state and live no more than three hours from each other.

    Also, it really sort of is a Southern thing, isn’t it? I wouldn’t trade my family–or my Southern heritage–for the world. :)
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      I think you may be right about the Southern thing. I have a feeling this tradition will also fall away if the glue holding it together passes as well. Would be sad if it did.

      Here’s hoping your family and mine will keep the tradition alive for the sake of our kids!

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