I went to a funeral reunion today. That’s what I call a funeral in my family: it’s the only time my extended family ever really gets together. ‘Sad…but true. I saw people I hadn’t seen or spoken to in years, people I didn’t even know, people who didn’t know me. My cousin passed away at the young age of 53, and of course my heart goes out to those who will miss her most; people who will have a noticable void in their lives because of her absence.
It was great to see my sweet little Aunt Maxine; she was my mom’s big sister. My Aunt Peggy–my mom’s younger sisiter–was the one who lost her daughter. I hope God will bless and keep her well, and soothe her pain and grief. But, it was so great to see and talk to my dear Aunt Mac (as my mom always referred to her older sibling), she reminds me so much of my mother. My lovely, sweet mother who has been gone since July of 2003–I miss her more every day. Not a day goes by that I don’t wish I could see her face, hear her voice, touch her hand…once again. I noticed that my Aunt Mac’s hands remind me of Mom’s. I had her jot down her phone number–I’m going to see her soon for lunch or just to make up for lost time. I know my Mom would love to be there if she could; perhaps she’ll be watching from her peaceful tower.
I stood and looked around me, realizing that the same blood running through my veins was pumping through the hearts of my relatives. And although we might not be a part of each others’ lives, we cannot deny…or forget, the ties that bind us all. We simply need to embrace every opportunity we have to pull together and weave a tighter fabric or a softer place to fall.
If you happen upon this passage–who ever you are–I call on you to reach out to someone…anyone in your family, whether close or long-lost. Don’t let another day go by before you pull the fabric of your family…just a little bit tighter. I know you’ll be glad you did.
God Bless…and Best Wishes to You and Your Family! : )