My "true" Christmas cactus turns 53 years old this year. My Grandmother gave me a start off of hers the December before I got married in 62. It has survived 7 moves, two kids, 4 cats, 2 dogs, and keeps on blooming. She also taught me to quilt and made sure I had made and finished a quilt before I could marry. Needless to say, she is on my mind quite often.