I often think it isnt the minutia of things that matter. Just the imagination and the memories of what has transpired in life, the people who have given your life meaning, the souls who take you away, wish you back into time to remind you of where it is that you came from, moments that remind you of when you felt whole or alive. The smiles in aging photographs that serve to remind you that you are here now and no wishes, no wants can take you back to that singular place in time when perhaps as a child you felt whole, loved, wanted.

I don’t always write about my family. Very rarely in fact, but while searching for a proper picture to accompany my thoughts, I happened upon this one. Now granted, I copped it off of my cousins Facebook page, but I’m sure he wouldn’t mind. The man on the left was my Mothers older brother. She had another younger one but this is about this photo, a snapshot in time that I feel so blessed to share. I’ve had so many fond memories, and even though he lived an hour away, so many new and happy experiences in my life happened because of him. He was named after my grandfather…a man who to this day I miss with sincere and honest tears. My Moms side of the family was not large. We aren’t Catholic, which to me seems the genesis of huge and populous families, they were what they were, small, compact and that was that….

What I see when I look at that picture is a snapshot in time. Two people happy and blissful and together. To me that’s what important. The happy days spent as a family, living in that space in time, a  moment that will never come again. It’s Those moments that I speak of here.

We stopped by the neighbors house tonight, we don’t know him well, and only one family member spoke English, we fumbled through, trying to learn new words, but in the end, when the host awoke from his nap he was overjoyed. We made his day just by stopping by. It was his 76th birthday and he sat with us for an hour, insisting we stay, have a beer with him and just chat. I think if someone took a picture of us, they would have seen smiles like the ones you see in the photograph. There’s a song that comes to mind, photographs and memories….even if you don’t know the song, I think the title itself says enough. Embrace and love those minutes my friends, they’re far and few between.  I don’t think you even need the reminder. I read you, I’m there so often with you…let go of the little things and just simply embrace moments like these…for when they’re gone, reminiscing just isn’t as good a replacement as the real deal.

This is my Uncle Chuck, he died on an April day too many years ago…and my Cousin Tom, his son…they smile the same, and I am happy for that gift from one to another….peace, blessings, and as always, appreciate, love and embrace the good days…..

Be happy, be loving, and above all, be together. Peace and love and a blessed Memorial Day to those who have family who are no longer here except in memory. Kim

17 thoughts on “Reminiscing…

  1. Yes, matching smiles….memories so sweet and still, life moves forward with or,without us, fodder for the poetic soul missing a kind smile from yesterday. Thank you, I appreciate this….got a lot of catching up to do….in a strange state of limbo….must be the moon messing with me again…it likes to do that…that, and hormones too…sigh…life as we know it…peace and love, K💜

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  2. What a sweet snapshot of memory. I’m sorry Uncle Chuck died. I’m happy for you that Tom smiles like him.
    Blessings and Love

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  3. Thanks Margarisa,
    I look at every day as a holiday here days since I’ve moved. Sunshine and sand, feels like a vacation in my mind, but oh so busy….more it seems than when I was working. Peace and love and happy everyday to,you, Kim 💜

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  4. Thanks Marie, I find as I keep getting older, each year here’s less family, with moves and passings, a good picture of many years prior brings about that quiet and simple joy within the heart. The right I,age finds you as the right song plays and life allows us the gift of reminiscing. Peace and love and tHank you for being you.
    Peace and love,


  5. As always, your posts are nostalgic and bring what’s important to the forefront. Since my trip to India and much down time to soul search and put priorities in place, these memories and family time and pushed way out in the forefront. It’s what really matters. It’s what really enriches our lives, and as you said, give us meaning…and joy. Thanks for sharing. I just might have to find me a picture or two to honor this “Memorial” Day. Have a blessed day Kim!

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