Seasons of Life

This week for a couple of days we had 2 uncles and aunts visiting. It was a surprise visit, and what a lovely surprise. The uncles are the brothers of my mother in law who passed away several years ago. When a death occurs a vital link can be broken and since most of her family lives back east our relationship is connected by the thin thread of Christmas cards.

As with every family, there is pain, history, memories, joys, sadness and forgiveness. As time marches on and the seasons come and go...that which we thought was important has changed. These 2 brothers miss their long dead sister and Greg is their only connection to her...and so they reach out to see and touch not only him but her memory. Conversation was lively, reliving past experiences...reconnecting. You realize that each season has no meaning unless connected to the next...and it is as you have long heard...the circle of life that gives life meaning.

And so, as we hugged and said our goodbyes there were promises made to head out east...to make that thread into a rope braided with memories, love, joy, sadness...for it is with these that the rope is strong.