Ah, when you think of reunions, you think of the good old days, way when you were a bit younger, still hale and hearty so to speak.
Our family on my father’s side will have a reunion on February 11. All except one have all died already. Dad was second to the eldest among seven kids but then my grandfather married again with eight kids more. Their youngest is a year younger than I am. I’d like to think that among all the siblings, we are so few, four kids, my three brothers and I. My uncles though and my lone aunt had several. My cousins have their own families now and lots of their children are already married too. Overall, maybe we could reach more than a hundred from the two marriages of my grandfather. Sadly it would be held in the province. Three of my aunts have come home for a short vacation with one of my uncles. They were inviting us to attend. It would take at least 5 to 6 hours to reach our place. I am in touch with most of my cousins through FB. I don’t know most of my nephews and nieces through my cousins personally. It is nice though that even if we don’t get to see each other, we talk online. Hopefully we’ll get to see some of them when they come for a visit.
The last time I attended a grand reunion was in 2011 with my high school batch. It was a lovely affair updating each other on our lives, sharing a meal together and having nice chats. They even invited one of our teachers in high school.
Sometimes you just can’t believe that you are really getting old. Those little kids you used to see have somehow grown up. They now have their own families and you have your own grandchild. How time really flies. Yes I know, age is really just a number besides your name. Growing and getting older, that’s what but you also grow in wisdom as you age. What used to be hard to comprehend is now a daily occurrence in your life. What used to be understandable only to grown-ups are just bubbles that burst as you go along.
Growing old gracefully and getting older wisely,.