I’m up early on Christmas Eve. It’s Grandma’s job to make the cinnamon rolls, that’s what I remember…how did I get here? Oh my goodness, I’m 49+, I’m the grandma, I’m making the cinnamon rolls. And guess what, I’m feeling a little honored!
I’d say my most vivid childhood memory of holidays is Gaga in the kitchen making cinnamon rolls. And here I am! I don’t have her apron on, and roll making has changed a bit with ‘quick-rise’ yeast, but “I’m the Gaga”! I never imagined myself being in this place. Guess being the matriarch isn’t something you envision with stars and twinkles in your eyes. But this morning, I’m the ‘Grammy’. Three generations of “me” are gathered. And I am so happy, and blessed, and thankful. Yes, I do love being 49andcounting.
Hi! I'm a mom, wife, grammy, sister, friend at that ALMOST 50 age!! (Okay, since I started this a few years ago...well, add a bit to 49andcounting!) How the heck did I get here so fast?!?
I love, love, love- my girls, antiques, rural America, history, Jesus, junkin,the lake and my Big Boy...not particularly in that order.
It's about time I change this profile a bit. After a year or living in our 5th wheel in beautiful Pennsylvania, My Big Boy and I are back to the Kansas Prairies. And there's just nothing like "Home Sweet Home".
Hitting the Big 50 has its own unique, well...let's say...blessings :) So come along, laugh with me...cry with me...praise God with me...and let's do this 49andcounting thing, together!
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