Man. Here I sit. Earlier I watched the memorial service for my second cousin's 5 year old daughter Ava Hunter. Heartbreaking, inspiring....the Hunter family is truely amazing. My mission in life: to comfort, to care, to stand beside you...even if it is killing me. I am there until you have shown me you are totally unresponsive to my attention anyway....(been there). I want to help, support, do just about anything I can to make things better. Do I really know my cousins in Florida? No. Does my heart break for them? Absolutely. They ARE my family.
Family. I have such a protective, mothering feeling when it comes to just about any member of it. My sister, my 4th cousin...whoever. Is it strange? Recently I have gone far too deep into my ancestry (I say too deep because I recognize it is using way too much of my time.) What did I do for my Hunters this morning? I sent a small donation to the Ava Fund. I added every detail I could find on them to my family tree. Wasn't hard, they are an amazing, accomplished group. I want EVERY one of my aunts, uncles, and cousins to watch the service. I want them to know what I know about their family.
The Hunters. We have been broken this week. In addition to Ava, my cousin Natalie passed. Heartbreaking. She will be laid to rest on Saturday. Our family comes in all shapes, sizes, and lifestyles. We love fiercely, but not everyone responds the same. Unfortunately Nat started down a path she was not able to find her way back from. May God forgive her and welcome her. Saturday is going to hurt. God hug her boys.
So back to me....all of my babies now off to school and I can't seem to get myself on track. Of course, there have been obstacles, but, as I said, here I sit. Must prioritize, must plan, must stick to it.
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