Two of my cousins are arriving from Minnesota today!
Truthfully, it couldn’t come at a better time.
My deep grief over the loss of my grandmother created one huge dark cloud that hovered above me through most of January.
But the anticipation of their visit has lifted much of it.
It’s as if the sun is now peeking through.
I think a good portion of my grief is the realization that I am now the oldest living member of my family ….on both sides.
The loss of family members who knew me as a child….
The loneliness is palpable. Memories of times past are now solely my own.
We all need to love and be loved.
I have never been shy about reaching out.
I connected with cousins at my Grandmother’s memorial.
Now, here we are getting ready to spend one glorious week together.
Here’s to the making of new family memories.
“Choose for yourselves this day whom you will serve, whether the gods your ancestors served beyond the Euphrates, or the gods of the Amorites, in whose land you are living. But as for me and my household, we will serve the Lord.” ~ Joshua 24:15