Last week I was given a moment to spend some time with family that I haven't seen in a good while, as I'm sure many of us had. The years of memories and histories that some of our families represent are priceless and timeless. The amount of unconditional love in one room that we sometimes experience, well everyone should have days such as these, even if only from time to time.
I never show up for the food. Food alone isn't enough to pick me up off the couch and drive some 300 miles. The food was great mind you. Always is because I feel it's always prepared with much love. But the fun is watching and helping in, no matter how small the capacity, the preparation. The stories, the jokes, the discipline, the family history all rolled into a few hours once or twice a year, is often all some of us will ever have.
As usual, I look forward to the next time we can all get together. I miss my family. Sometimes it's the only time when you are completely and entirely the person you are.
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