Family: noun, plural fam·i·lies, adjective
a basic social unit consisting of parents and their children, considered as a group, whether dwelling together or not: the traditional family.
Our daddy suddenly passed away eight years ago. We understand that every day is precious. Our mom will be celebrating her 84th birthday this Christmas. Although we live in California, Georgia and South Carolina, living completely different lives with jobs, children and other every day demands, we make it a point to gather and be with one another at least once a year.
Six months ago we decided that the siblings needed to plan time together alone with mom. Thanksgiving is usually when entire families and friends come to my house for food, games, activities and laughter, but it is very difficult to have full conversations with 30 people mingling around.
This past weekend, four of my sisters, brother, mom and I traveled to Santee, SC. Our condo was located on Lake Marion, which provided us with a beautiful view of the water and the sights and sounds of local birds.
It’s amazing how many memories a picture can bring to mind. I am ten to eleven years younger than my oldest sisters, so most of their stories don’t involve me, but I love hearing the retelling of their young lives.
My brother likes to visit different wineries as he travels for work. He brought a few from Shelton Vineyards, which is located in the Yadkin Valley of North Carolina. I was pleasantly surprised at how good they tasted.
Annie introduced us to the Ellen Degeneres game, Heads Up, in which the person with the phone to their head has to guess what is on the screen by watching the others act out the word. You can download this this game through the App Store.
We spent time in an abandoned garden, where a lady who happened to walk by, stayed and talked to us about the plants and even got her shovel out to dig us a few cuttings. It wasn’t necessarily about the uniqueness of the plants, but about the heart that was behind it and slowing our pace down to spend time with a sweet stranger.
I found an adorable rooster at this shop. He now sits in my garden, reminding me of how special my family is. Mom and Daddy raised six totally different children. We’ve gone our different ways, made our own decisions for the bad and good and have raised our own children. Some are rich, some are poor. Some go to church and some don’t. We all are sooo different. Yet…we all share in the belief that family is important. We respect each other, love one another, encourage each other and want the best for one another. We aren’t perfect, just looking for joy in the moments we are together.
Do you and your family make time for each other? Do make plans to be together? What have you done? I’d love to hear about it!
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