Reconnecting with family after a long time apart brings a unique kind of joy. The initial moments are filled with excitement, hugs, and laughter as you exchange greetings and reminisce about the time that has passed. Old memories are shared effortlessly, as if the years haven’t created any distance.
There’s a comforting sense of familiarity. It’s a heartwarming reminder that the bonds of family remain strong, even when life takes you in different directions.
As you catch up, new stories begin to unfold. Conversations are filled with curiosity and genuine interest. Hearing about each other’s lives shows how much has changed, but also reveals the enduring threads that have kept your relationship alive.
More than just a simple visit, these moments become a reminder of the lasting importance of family.
Being together again feels like slipping back into a comfortable rhythm, with an unspoken understanding that family is always there, no matter the time apart. The shared laughter, meals, and conversations create new memories to treasure and strengthen the bond you’ve always had, leaving you with a renewed sense of connection and gratitude.
Met with my brother's two girls yesterday and we had the nicest visit. Absent was their brother who lives in Florida and is contending with the aftermath of a Hurricane Helene. Over and over we said, "we can't let so much time pass between visits!"
Why do we do that?
Amber, Tiff and Adam are my brother Tom's kids, who passed eight years ago. Laughing with the girls was almost as good as being with Tommy. I see him in their smiles and I know he'd be so proud of his kids. Warms my heart.
Luckily, I see my sister, Mary, fairly regularly, she's just 15 minutes away. Nonetheless, I hate to admit how often time gets in the way and there are huge gaps between our visits. Mary, who has been there for me at every crisis in my life, never asks for a thing. It sometimes gives me a feeling that she's always fine, never needs anything. Who never needs anything? We all need contact, communication, friendship and love. Who better to give that to than your own family members?
Too late for me to tell Tommy how much I love him. Too late to tell Eddie, my little brother, how much I love him. Both are long gone.
Missing family members who are gone always hurts. But I can assure you, it will hurt just a little bit less if you let those you still have with you know how much you care. All that takes is a phone call, text, email or a letter.
Imagine if you opened your mail and found a note from a brother or sister you've been remiss about being in touch with who says, "Just thinking about you. I love you."
If there is a family member you've been meaning to reach out to, why not do it right now? Doesn't matter if he lives across town or across the country, make a surprise phone call just to say, hello.
You'll be so glad you did.
Adam, Jimmy, Tiffany, Amber, Jennifer and Michael -- I love you all, madly!
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