The family gathers, shares stories, enjoys each others company and dives into lunch. A family where the core is the home at the table, where the nourishment is more than the food they eat, and the messages of loyalty and love run deeper than the disagreements or imperfections. A family that doesn't begin nor end with one generation, where the voice that binds is heard from the oldest to the youngest.
A family where the lessons of loving are shown by example and not just in words. Where each link is valuable whether they are big or small.
The role models. The give and the take. The sorting it out. The who, the what and the where. The knowledge that what you do or don't do truly does matter….
A family where life continues to continue…. Where everyone does what they can to keep the boat a float: One washes the dishes, another plays with the dish suds, two pair up to dry, while the others clear off the table and put the dishes away.
We each have a role in life and hopefully your family, your roots allow you to celebrate your giftedness…
The one playing in the suds keeps everything going merrily, that is a real gift to have and often overlooked.
The family gathered, shared stories, enjoyed each other's company and parted after lunch. The goodbyes were filled with tears and a soothing knowing that we were here for one another… that as we witnessed the passing of life that we had to keep on living and loving and trusting in the joy of tomorrow.
Note:
Dear Readers,
Thank you for being part of my life's journey these last seven months. Who would have known the path that these months would have lead- Who would have known that a blog could share suffering and find joy? Who would have known that the Internet would offer a safe haven, a sense of God's hand… a community of varied beliefs and ideas and yet one strong message of love over and over again?
I am grateful for the many acts of kindness and outpouring of friendship I have felt from you… Thank you for sharing your wisdom, your journey, your faith… your hope with my family and I.
Merci Beaucoup (the French begins…)
Corey
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