|This digital collage made with Smilebox|
Saturday, September 8, 2012
The older I get the more I realise how important my extended family are. Our immediate family are close and we see as much of each other as we can, even though we're scattered all over the world. Sometimes, however, we lose touch with cousins and their children and all too soon, age has caught up, time moves along, and before you know it, we haven't seen or spoken, sometimes in decades. I'm finding it a passion, to write down stories of the old days as told by my parents, and grandparents, so that our younger generation get to know how things were in the old days, and what life was like before the techno age! I find young people today miss out a lot, as communication for them, is way different to how it is was for us! My cousin Kevin and his wife Angie celebrated their 50th birthdays this year, and on their annual trip to South Africa (they live in New York) arranged a wonderful celebration - of life, and love. They managed to gather together some relations that my Dad hasn't seen since he was a young lad. It's amazing how many family traits I was able to pick up and how I recognised different ones before being introduced. I knew who was related - by the shape of their head, colour of their hair ... "my, George looks just like Granny!", or "He has to be related, he's the living image of Shaun!" We had a wonderful time. To see children and grandchildren, laughing and having fun together. Older people chatting and catching up on family news, whose where and what happened in their lives. Now I am more motivated than ever to make sure that we all keep in touch!