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Sooooooooooooooo…if you read yesterday’s post, then you must’ve finally realized that I am really and truly a straight-up, unadulterated, drama queen.
Lawd have mercy, bless my heart.
I really know how to lay it on thick don’t I?
Well, the truth is that I do, but I also know how to get all of my feelings out and express them in a way that automatically makes me feel better.
See how I did that? I typed all of my anger and sadness away.
Ok, not really…but at least I tried.
And then I went downstairs and made a giant, thick and frothy milkshake that wrapped its fall like arms around me and coated my tummy with sweet comforting kisses as it slowly cooled the fire in my heart.
You know how else I’m seeking comfort?
Over the river and through the woods to grandmother’s house I go.
I’m going to get me some baby granddaughter snuggles from my Mama Mac so she can tell me how much she loves me and how proud she is of me.
My Mama Mac is my mama’s mother, and she is the best grandmother a girl could ever wish for. She’s beautiful, strong, loving, and warm. In fact, I am absolutely blessed beyond belief. Up until about two and a half years ago, I had all four of my grandparents in my life, and I saw them on a semi-regular basis. Some more than others, but that’s a conversation we’ll have at another time.
Today, I’m going to tell you about my Mama Mac.
My maternal grandmother was the 9th of 10 children, and she grew up in Spartanburg, SC. She married my late grandfather in 1947 (ish), and went on to have three gorgeous daughters with eyes in varying shades of green. She was a school teacher while my grandfather was a southern baptist preacher, and my aunts and mother grew up in a very strict home.
That’s probably why my mom is the wild child she is today…hmmmm…they say the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree… 😉
Anywho, our Mama Mac & Papa were the cornerstones of our family and are at the center of all of our spirits. Their marriage and their love has always been incredibly important to everyone in my family, and we all made it a point to spend every Thanksgiving & Christmas with them. To this day, after 31 years, I don’t think I have ever in my life missed a Thanksgiving or Christimas gathering with the most amazingly beautiful, funny, talented, and brilliant family that I have ever known.
Now that I’m married, I have TWO amazingly fantastically wonderful families to enjoy!
But today, I’m going to my Mama Mac’s…and she’s going to hug me and kiss me and tell me, without a doubt, that this move is the right decision.
Getting to know you…
Do you see your grandparents during the holidays?
How many cousins do you have?
What color are your eyes?