I just got home from a short but very sweet trip to see family in Wisconsin. Both of my parents are angels in heaven but thankfully my aunt and uncle stepped in and unofficially adopted me. These trips are so very special to me because though they didn’t have to, they did step in. They have opened their home and their hearts to me many times throughout my life. They have shared with me words of wisdom, a wild sense of humor, scolding’s when needed and hugs well more than needed. Through them I have learned with if a job is worth doing, it’s worth doing well, laughter is sometimes the best medicine, if you get thrown down pick yourself up and try again and young love can truly last a lifetime. On the way home though a plane was carrying me hundreds of miles from them, my heart remained in the little town in WI. Every time I leave I wonder will that be the giggle filled shopping trip, the last loud reminiscing meal or the last gut wrenching tearful good bye. Thankfully I have wondered that for a few years now and always had the chance to make new memories.
I know at some point I will have to go back and sit in dark attire with one less family member and mourn that empty spot at the dinner table. I understand the temptation to close your heart in fear of losing another person or persons. I also know the joy of opening your heart and your life those who offer a feeling of sanctuary, belonging and love that only a select few people can give. Those people you select, or sometimes like in my case select me, are family.
Families don’t have to share blood to share love. Remind those you love every day how special they are to you. No one ever says I wish I hadn’t told them how much I loved them while I had the chance.
A bit heavy for this forum but it’s what I was thinking of right now.