As I write this, I am on a vacation with my family -my wife, kids, grandkids, and the new spouse of my grandson. We are all under one roof- and we cherish this time together. Family is to be cherished. I look at the little things of this week- time spent in the evening playing cards, then talking into the night about family history and experiences. Cooking dinner together, singing songs from the curated playlist, falling into an old movie and laughing until it hurts.
I was talking with my daughter, who is collaborating on this blog, about the best parts of being together. We decided that unquestioned love and acceptance is primary. We are each other’s biggest fans. No family is perfect, and of course ours is no exception, but we love each other, we respect one another, and we assume the best motives of one another. We are blessed beyond measure, and we are grateful that we can have such times together. Time with family does not last forever. Our job is to enjoy these precious times while they last.
This next section was written by my daughter, keeping alive a writing tradition begun some 30 years ago when Jennie first co-authored a blog with me. Part of a family tradition…
The newest addition (by marriage) to our family asked an intriguing question while we were all sitting on the beach, feet in the sand: “How did your kids become so fearless?” He didn’t mean daredevil-like fearlessness, he meant brave and adventurous in life in general. I guess I never really thought about my kids as being fearless but it is true that they have spread their wings to places around the world for school and work; they have blazed new trails, undaunted by new people, new cultures, new language, and new food. I credit years of taking small steps towards experiencing new things, especially traveling and taking a chance on a job far from home. I credit finding balance in everyday life between always being together and giving each other space to explore.
There is a new appreciation for our family when we watch them try new things or stretch from their comfort zone. Our family may not have Sunday dinner together every week, but we watch each other thrive in ways we could have never imagined. We are strategic about phone calls, minding the vast time zone differences, and we stay connected in the family group chat, aptly named after the beach we come to each year. We celebrate successes and support through the disappointments; we know the strength of our love for one another does not rest just on our physical proximity.
Sometimes the greatest love we can offer someone is the freedom to fly…with the ever-present reminder that home is wherever you want it to be. The times we share being physically together are precious but not more precious than knowing that being in the same room is not a prerequisite to feel one another’s extraordinary love.
Family…