Christmas traditions and decorating

Last week toward the end of the carol sing at Mom’s, Cousin M lay on our Gram’s wonderful deacon’s bench, which graces Mom’s music room.  She was looking up and said to me “doesn’t that little piece of reflected light on the ceiling remind you of Gram’s house?”  I looked and it really did – the light was bounced off a small mirror on the table, reflecting light up through the angel-abra so that shadows of angels were on the ceiling.  It really was simple and pretty.  I couldn’t figure out WHY it reminded me of Gram’s, but I had to agree with M, it definitely was a special vignette.

I usually put up the Christmas decorations Thanksgiving weekend, but this year is different – it was so crazy that weekend, and I have not got my decorating mojo going.  But this  weekend I DID get out the candles for the windows, and the paper snowflakes for the porch door, and Gram’s Danish Angel mobile for the living room ceiling.

Last night I stood in the kitchen and looked out toward the living room.  And I knew why the angels on the ceiling at Mom’s reminded us of Gram.  Her simple little mobile always turned gently in the light, and the angels flew above our heads.  Gram may not be with us anymore, but her pretty little angels still are.  As are the wonderful memories she created for all of us with her simple, special decorations and traditions.gram's angel mobile

Of course, she also had a TREE and GREENS and GARLAND, none of which have I done yet.

6 thoughts on “Christmas traditions and decorating”

  1. I love the handing down of things from one generation to the next. Tangible objects, for me, make memory clearer and the oral tradition of sharing family tales much more immediate. The angels are lovely.

    1. Thanks – I agree – the little things I have from all the ancients bring them closer to me, and keep memories alive. I remember sitting with my grandmother, listening to her tell me stories about her grandmother, I almost felt like I knew her, too. I have some of her things my grandmother passed on to me. They are special because they were special to her. It closes the generations completely. I hope someday some nieces and a nephew feel the same about all the bits I have around to leave no one but them. 🙂

  2. It’s amazing how seemingly small details can conjure up memories of loved ones. I recently watched a documentary about a man who grew up in the same area as my great grandmother. I immediately noticed his subtle regional speech patterns during the interview portions, and it made me so nostalgic.

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