Families are forever

This is going to be a short post. My great-aunt died last night. I don’t think grieving is really the right word for what I’m feeling, but my heart is heavy.

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Since it’s Pinspiration Thursday, I’ll share the craft I did this week. It didn’t turn out as Pinterest perfect as I hoped, but I still like it. The maps the people are made of are the cities we were born in. Peter is on the left, I’m on the right, and Monkey is in the middle.

Family is so important to me, and not just my immediate family. I have been blessed to have relationships with many of my relatives that lots of people don’t get to know well. My great-grandparents on my mom’s side all died after my 18th birthday. I know all of my grandparents siblings. My kid has play dates with my second cousins. (I’m the oldest great-grandkid. A lot of the grandkids haven’t even had kids yet and many of my second cousins are closer in age to Monkey than they are to me.)

Family is so important to me because I have a strong conviction that the grave is only a brief separation in the grand scheme of things. Death is not the end. Families are forever. Those we love will be with us for all eternity. It is this knowledge that I cling to when I go through really hard times.

I’m sure there was a marvellous family reunion last night and I’m a little jealous of those who got to attend. My aunt lost two children in a car accident almost 20 years ago and I know she is so happy to be reunited with them.

So much for my short post. Go hug your family. Life is too short to let grudges keep you from loving each other.

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