family reunions unveil the passing of time

We stop our card playing to soak in the beauty of a double rainbow. The Aunts and Uncles tell stories to the younger kids as the storm clouds pass overhead. I smile at the passing of time.

It’s our family reunion up at the Fruitland cabin. As night rolls in, we get the fire going and make our version of smores. Starburst and gummy bears if you please.

Playing on the water, almost breaking my back on the tubes with my buddies. My time for tubing is quickly passing.

I sleep in the same room as the little ones, we tell stories late into the night before cuddling up together.
I feel safe, warm and loved.

I expect more family members will pass away before the next reunion, but new additions will also join the fold. Until my time comes, I will continue to document the journey, unveiling the passing of time.

Wench, bring my ale, what say you?