Connecting The Dots
Not many people in our lives share the same connection to those early years that no one else knows about. You know, the moments you’d never want anyone to find out about! LOL. Siblings - they’re the dots that have been connected since the beginning. We may feel like we grow apart over time, but the truth is, those dots grow into circles. And if we’re lucky enough to stay connected, we come full circle in our relationships.
This photo was taken a couple of years ago now, though honestly, we all look even younger today! Right? Just a few days ago we got together for breakfast - a 3+ hour breakfast. We laughed, shed a few tears, and reminisced about life and how it continues to unfold all around us. The struggles and joys tag along with us throughout our lives, keeping us connected in ways we may not always recognize.
We talked about getting older, and honestly, that was the funniest part of our whole conversation. On a personal note, it was heartwarming to spend that time with my sisters. Me, the thorn between the two roses.
“To the outside world, we all grow old. But not to brothers and sisters. We know each other as we always were. We know each other’s hearts. We share private family jokes. We remember family feuds and secrets, family griefs and joys.”
Clara Ortega
Those simpler times were a gift. Back then, you never thought about what you didn’t have; all that mattered was that what you did have made you feel good. People were kinder, and life wasn’t about constant comparison. It was a foundation that prepared us for a future we couldn’t yet see.
“No matter what our individual differences may be, remember that we are all souls who are growing, not only with, but because of each other. We release the need to judge each other because we recognize that we evolve in as many ways as there are people and that we grow at our own individual pace.”
Sandra Brossman
I’ve come to realize that the things in life that send us in different directions are really just reminders of how much we all have in common. It’s like life is an uneven floor, and when those dots mature into circles, they eventually all end up on the same side of the room.
And to my older sister - remember that day Ma sent you to interrupt my baseball game, telling me to come home, and I responded with all of those “swear” words? You know, the day Ma washed my mouth out with soap because you tattled on me? Well, it only worked for a couple of days!! LOL
Talk soon …
G