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Monday, June 20, 2005

QUOTES FOR TODAY:

"Life is like playing a violin in public and learning the instrument as one goes on."

~Samuel Butler - English composer, novelist, & satiric author (1835 - 1902)

If you cannot get rid of the family skeleton, you may as well make it dance.

~George Bernard Shaw - Irish dramatist & socialist (1856 - 1950)

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Last weekend was the long awaited, much anticipated and only slightly dreaded family reunion. Isn't it funny how whether we like them or not, we can't choose our family members?

Well, for the most part, I like mine. Of course, there are a very few who I'd rather not spend a weekend with, but the really awesome ones far out-number those.

I spent three days with somewhere in the neighborhood of 65 of my cousins and relatives, and eight of them stayed in the same hotel room with me. (Those eight were my mother, my aunt, my sister, her two kids, and my three kids.) In the next two rooms were a cousin, another cousin, her husband and daughter, and my grandfather.

We spent the days at the local community center eating and talking with five generations of people from age 86 to age 2. Then we spent the evenings and wee hours of the mornings with just the 12 or 13 of us in the hotel rooms talking and eating! We hit the swimming pool, the diner, the mexican restaurant, and the dollar stores. But mostly we just talked, and shared laughs. We gleaned wisdom from my mom and aunt, and passed it along to our teenage children. We told stories, and laughed at each other. We complained and rejoiced about life. We shared a few hours of our busy lives and made memories that will be the stories told next year, and hopefully ten or twenty years from now.

I am so thankful for the women (and the men, but mostly the women) in my family, and the relationship we have. We talk about everything, and because of those mothers, sisters, aunts and cousins, I like who I am, and am thrilled beyond words to see who my daughters, son, nieces cousins and nephews are becoming.

Family is precious. Too often we forget. These are the people who I trust with pieces of me. They hold them in memory, and pass them along to those who share our name and our history. I love them!

Go make a profound memory, and then write it down for the family members you love to read to their children, nieces, nephews and grand-children.

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