Friday, August 12, 2016

The Track

{Second cousins}

In late July, my dad's side of the 
family gathered for our bi-annual

It's always such a treat seeing so 
many dear faces, some I've known my
entire life and others who became 
part of our clan more recently.
It's also fun to see how
quickly the younger members
of the family have grown and
changed since our last gathering.

As the years have passed, these 
reunions have become more and more
precious to me.

{Oceanside, CA}

Because life is a bit like a race,
and once you realize you're in the 
second half of that race, things
begin to take on a new focus. You
hold everyone that you treasure
a little bit tighter, trying to
imprint all the details you love
about them on your heart as you
whiz around life's track.

At least I do.

I find the idea of life as a track
appealing. I've always enjoyed 
having friends of various ages, both
older and younger. I know many 
people who are only comfortable with
their contemporaries.  Not me.

{The youngsters♥}

I really relish my younger friends,
realizing that although they are a
few laps behind me, their
experiences have a texture all their
own, because the view has changed
since I was there.

The world has changed.

The same goes for those ahead of
me on the track.  The things that
they've seen and experienced are
unique and not necessarily what's
lying ahead for me. I can learn
a lot from what they've already
observed as they've run their laps.

{The Elders♥}

Which is why I love these family
reunions, where everyone from age
four to those in their seventh
decade of life mingle and laugh
and really take the time to see
and appreciate each other, as
well as give thanks for those
whose own turn around the track
of life left us with these

Are there days when I take 
our bonds for granted?

Of course.  

{With my parents and kids}

Life is busy and messy and
complicated, and some days it's
simply about putting one foot in
front of the other, not celebrating
those running alongside us.

But I regret those days.

A hug, a kiss, a note, a phone
call, an I love you; an email,
a text or any other kind gesture
fosters the invisible ribbons that
bind us together here on Earth.

{University of CA, San Diego}

Because inevitably, each runner 
will leave the track as their
race in this world ends.
But that ribbon which ties us 
to one another,


will remain.


(All pics my own, except
the one that I'm in --
thanks, Uncle Tom)


Laura said...

You are so wise.
I have had a 'messy' hot summer, and I have some connecting to do.
Thank you for reminding in a way only you can!

White Spray Paint

Castles Crowns and Cottages said...

Dearest Suzanne! Your story here reminds me of a poem a wrote a few years ago, after having gone to a family reunion in Los Angeles. Since my childhood, my family had this "tradition" of sitting around the round table in my uncle's kitchen, where great Mexican food was always cooking and being EATEN! I remember these gatherings as concentric circles. The hot center being the middle aged folks, talking about the heated topics of the day in politics, family, etc. the second circle was us kids, eagerly watching every gesture and reaction of our parents in the center. The outer circle was that of the elders, quietly listening, with one ear in the conversation as they reminisced, the other ear, deaf. No matter what the pattern of trajectory, family reminds us of past gatherings, present joys, future wonderings of what will our children become. It's all so beautiful.

Your blog looks amazing!I am currently trying to figure out what format to change over to...this looks wonderful. LOVE! Anita

Peggy123 said...

Wonderful message as always and a beautiful family. Thank for your wisdom. Peggy

Dawn Y. said...

I'm so grateful for the ribbons that connect us all in the loveliest ways, dear Suzanne! Your family reunion was such a wonderful blessing this summer. Such great photos, too! I also cherish my young friends, nieces, and nephews. I always learn new things when we are together. They seem to have found a balance in their lives that I still strive for in my own. I truly cherish the wonderful times with my parents, older relatives, and older friends. I try to soak up their wisdom, experiences, and stories each time we are together. There is still SO much to learn from them! As always, thank you for such a poignant post ~ one that will remain in my heart for a long. long time! ♡Dawn@Petals.Paper.SimpleThymes

Blondie's Journal said...

Time is so fleeting. We are at that middle age where we have parents (hopefully), and our children. This alone is a blessing at we float back and forth, not quite sure how we fit into the equation. At least I feel that way.

Love this post, dear friend.


Jeanie said...

Every word in this post resonates deeply. Last month I posted about our family reunion (Rick's, actually) and you'd see how many of the feelings are there -- family, love, fun and knowing that time moves so quickly and that this may well be the last time some of us connect. So, we grab it tightly and suck the life out of it to hold in our hearts for winter days when there is no sun, no lake or the sadder days to come. And hope another will be on the way.

Austin Christopher said...

simply beautiful. always. xo

Sheila said...

What a beautiful sentiment. Im so grateful for the ribbon too, and have just started to feel ok about getting a little bit older (the past 2 years I've dreaded). Thank you for sharing your sweet words and pictures, you've really brightened my day!x