The Stewarts Family (and other shenanigans)
Sims player fourteen generation deep into a legacy. Here's their story! Also, art and builds.
Cléo goes wandering in Gram’s garden. Gram is not a fan of greenhouses even in her own home, so the view is sort of spooky. But pretty.
On the other hand, Cyril found a few live plants, and after asking Gram, takes a few seeds to plant “as soon as he can”.
I have a feeling the minute I move out of the house, the twins are gonna turn my poolhouse into an inside garden.
The candles and the flowers are pretty — but part of honoring our ancestors is ensuring they can rest in a clean, spotless place. Cléo volunteers to rake the dead leaves away.
Well I just sent my Game Changer application. I’m sort of a nervous mess but I’m really excited!
I figure this is the best place of all to wish you guys all good luck, I’m rooting for you, and I can’t wait to see everyone who gets chosen! 🤗
Elders Day is about the celebration of family, and the lives of those before us. It’s not an inherently sad day.
But in front of the tomb of my grandmothers, it’s hard to keep the tears in. So Mom and I don’t try.
Before she left this morning, Gram made sure the graveyard was ready for the day. She placed the candles and the flowers, and we are only adding our own now.
I’m a bit puzzled as to how the candles can be lit when we arrive. If Gram had lit them before she left, wouldn’t they have melted entirely by now? And why would she have lit them without us? But I push the thought away. In any case the results are beautiful. Aunt Miranda and I, in particular, are mesmerized.
On the night of Elders Day, we want to pay our respects to my grandmothers, and to Gram’s late husbands. All four of them are buried at the family home in Brindleton Bay.
It’s still very much in the spirit of Halloween. We’ll have to think to help her clear the decorations, but for tonight it’s perfect. The more candles, the happier the Elders Day.
We don’t get to be together, all eight of us, that often, so we enjoy spending that time to talk and laugh, and exchange life updates and confidences. It makes me happy to see Cyril bond with Gram. Even Cléo looks like she has cheered up now.
The afternoon has already well rolled in when Gram gets up, the first of us to give in to the appeal of the nap. She’s getting my bed in the pool house, where it’s quiet and comfortable, Mom and Dad are napping upstairs, the kids are sharing a bed, Miranda is in Cléo’s room, and it leaves Dad and I, together in the living room, half-watching a comedy, half dozing off on the couch.
Tonight, we’re all heading to Gram’s together to pay our respects to my grandmothers and great-grandfathers, but for now… we enjoy the comfy atmosphere of a sleepy house.
Once the rest of our family is here, I ring the bell to call everybody to the table for tofurkey, brought by the very vegetarian Gram. It’s delicious, and we empty our plates before you have the time to say “diet”. Or think it.
And then it takes us an eternity to find it in ourselves to get back up from the table.
We don’t have to say a word, but we all know we’ll be taking a very long nap before we go anywhere.
We lit up the candles, all eleven of them, and this is the first milestone in our Elders Day. Now Mom is calling Gram, aunt Miranda and Nolan, asking them if they will be on time for our second milestone: family lunch.
On Elders Day we light candles as a family, theoretically one for each member of our ancestry we wish to honor. In practice, just light as many candles as you can. It’s pretty, and it makes us feel good, and you can never honor the people that came before you too much.
If you know anything about us, by now you know that Mom is the family leader, so it’s up to her to light the candles for the heirs before her and their families. We gather around her and watch as each wick catches fire.
Aileen — Ariana — Loana — Beverly — Lucie. It starts with one candle for each of them, and then Mom stops enumerating them out loud. Is it because she assumes we know all of the heirs before Lucie, or does she not know who came before her either? Or does she just not want us to know? At this point I don’t know, but I won’t demand answers today. You don’t fight on Elders Day.
The Stewarts Family (and other shenanigans) 