Family. The word alone speaks volume in my life. It’s a big deal, family that is. Family is a big deal.
With the holiday quickly approaching, my mind has been buzzing. Stay or do I go? Yes, I would love to move away again, but then there is my “Family.” Growing up, I can remember every major holiday always being spent together. It was not just a matter of visiting for dinner, we literally picked one house and slept there on Christmas Eve, played games, ate, sang, together. We did everything together, at least on the holidays, but things have changed.
As we began to grow up, the grandchildren that is, the family times seemed to diminish. Slowly but surely. An occasional visit at random was the new way of life, and well it just wasn’t the same. After spending a Christmas living in Hawaii, I realized, I missed having my family. I literally cried that entire day. “It’s not supposed to be 85 degrees on Christmas, I cried!” As life happens again, after having my aunt just a few hours away for almost twelve years, she’s now relocated to Texas. Again, change. While they will not be here for Thanksgiving, they will be here for Christmas, and it’s time we make it a point to pile together, under one roof, break out the games, cook some food, fellowship and well just be FAMILY like the old days… My grandmother will be eighty years old just four days after Christmas, this alone is reason to come together again and well… Celebrate!
The following pictures are from our last trip to the beach before my aunt moved back to Texas… I just love the ocean, almost as much as … Family. We had a picnic in the cold, while the ocean sat by my side crashing between the breaths of fresh air… I’m just trying to live in between the crash of the waves… 
by BeU
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