Greetings One and All,
The holidays are upon us with the usual hustle and bustle for most. I’m not surprised that these days of the year have a whiff of melancholy wafting in the ethers for many of us. I know it tends to be so with me and mine.
I think we are plunged into remembrance of sweeter, happier times when family was closer and the lights somehow brighter. I remember, at age 12, at 4:30 in the morning, finding my first surfboard “under” the tree. It was used, but looked better than new to me. There were also a couple of bars of wax and the thought entered my mind that it might be difficult to wax the board in the dark so possibly I should wait until the sun peaked over the horizon.
I remember everyone being there for the various gatherings. My mom, dad, and two sisters were there to snatch the colorful paper and ribbon from the pile of presents. My grandfather, grandmother, aunts, uncles, nieces and nephews were there for visits, dinners and other festivities, all living and growing up in the same community. I think I took this for granted. It was just the way of the holidays.
Of course, the cycle of life rolls on unabated by memory or desire. I am now the grandfather. My grandparents, parents, aunts, uncles, and little sister left for better places. Luckily, we still have our kids, Linda’s mom, and the grandkids to carry on the traditions we created. For that I am eternally thankful.
Speaking for myself, I think we have much to be thankful for. In particular, what is. Although the memories may be beautiful, they are, non-the-less, memories. What’s in the now is our lives and connections and abilities to create new memories. I have great gratitude for that and wish that you and yours make this holiday your best memory yet.