This Time of Year . . .

Happy Holidays
This time of year is always reflective to us as we gather to celebrate with family and friends. I remember every holiday (Christmas, New Year, Easter and Mother’s Day and sometimes in between) our family on my Mom’s side would get in the car and travel to New Jersey to one of my aunt’s houses. My Dad would grumble that he would have to put up with the Uncles-in-Law habits like Uncle Fred snoring loudly in the overstuffed chair after dinner or having to smell Uncle Harry’s cheap cigars, or that he couldn’t watch the football game he wanted because Cousin Jimmy had control of the dials, a transistor radio on each ear, plus our two TVs.
It was always a fun time for me because all us girl cousins, who were around the same age, would lock ourselves in the bedroom and talk about all sorts of things. No little kids or boys allowed. I can’t remember anything specifically that we talked about, probably boys and school and I remember we laughed a lot. Then, someone would bang loudly on our door, we quickly silenced our conversation. It was time to eat with the family, although many times we got our own table, away from the grown ups. After dinner, we had to help with the dishes. We’d all would pitch in and I usually dried because then I wouldn’t get pruney fingers from being in the dish water too long and I didn’t have to put anything away. Then, off we would go outside to do some sort of activity, like walk on the boardwalk by the ocean or take a walk around the neighborhood while the men snored a symphony in front of the TV, and the Sisters talked around the kitchen table. But before anyone went home, we had to all get together and take a family picture. And that’s a tradition we have kept all these years.
Cousins Club with Uncles

Love this photo of the Cousins and Uncles. (Where are the Aunts?)

 I am grateful for those holiday memories and traditions, then and now. It’s brought me to where I am on my journey. It’s amazing how we have become aware of our awareness, isn’t it? With each passing day, remember and be grateful for family and friends. Reflect back in your journey where you were ten years ago, or five, or just a year ago. Be in Gratitude for coming into your awareness.
Thank you to each of you has followed my journey over the past year. I am honored that you “like” and “share” what I write and photograph. During this time of year, don’t forget to tell someone you love them.  Do random acts of kindness. Give smiles and hugs freely.

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