While in a conversation recently with my sisters and a cousin we were discussing our families, how things used to be, and the ache in our hearts of days gone by. I mentioned that my own children don’t really know their cousins and the days of us gathering once a year passed to long ago. Two of my children are adults now and as we recently attended a funeral of another cousin (Rest in Peace Terri) it ached me that they didn’t feel connected as I did. It’s not their fault completely, it’s the fact that many years ago the family took a route I truly believe shouldn’t have.
As I was speaking one of my sisters basically hit the nail on the head in regards to why we feel such a loss has occurred in our lives from the absence of connecting with extended family. She stated “Don’t you think it’s because we got a taste of it?” It’s true. We received a gift of gathering together at least once a year to laugh, sing, hang out, play, and just be together. My eldest daughter enjoyed a little of it but my middle and youngest daughters have not really any idea. They only know my siblings children as cousins, not the many more that share the same DNA of sorts. There was a legacy created from my grandparents and is still there to be rejuvenated
I recently began a cousins Facebook private page because I thought it would be a beginning of sorts to reconnect. A place to begin to build relationships that never existed, that existed some, and introduce the generations ahead to some pretty crazy awesome people! See I write about family legacy and farm legacy over at In Between the Sunsets of Life often. That comes from my husband’s family. I’d like to reconnect and build on the legacy of the family that we have seem to have lost touch with. I want to hear the stories of days gone by, laugh at sibling’s familiar jokes, and cousin’s pranks on one another.
I hope that my cousins will come along and join the ride to reconnecting and building a legacy. That ill feelings, selfish ways, mindless chatter, and petty thoughts will be replaced with love, laughter, support, and good times. One that our grandchildren and their children can say they got a taste of. I think my grandparents would be proud of the people who exist in their family. Every generation a prized possession and every one of them important.
Grace is a gift and family is precious – hold tight to them.