Yes, I am borrowing my title from Mumford and Son's. However, it feels quite fitting. What a year and then some it has been. Tonight we celebrated my brother's birthday and his 17th year of marriage to Shannon. 17 years. How has the time gotten away from us.
Tonight, I am thinking about family. I am thinking about, how no matter what the memory is, each of us perceives it differently. We all have our, "this is my memory" moment. Whose is accurate? Does it matter?
I would say, no. What is important, is that we hold a memory of it. I have met a group of people who have held me in their hearts, minds and memories for 34 years. They saw me, met me, held me, heard of me, looked for me, knew of me, for 34 years. That is a long time! And now, how do I fill in those years. How do I embrace it all with out harming others. How do I make my 34 year prior relations healthier. This reunion's goal was to build me up. Make me stronger.
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