Last week I visited cousins I hadn’t seen in decades, and discovered to my great delight that the intervening years had not dampened our enthusiasm for one another. Our mothers are sisters our fathers were college roommates. Sisters and roommates connected, sparks ignited like a thousand lightening bugs on a summer night. Ten kids later between them, and you have a brood of cousins tiered in ages like a Russian nesting doll.
We formed alliances, played kick the can in bare feet, and hide and seek with our fingers pressed against the lips of the youngest to suppress giggles, and not divulge our secret spaces. As adults we convened in the kitchen of a cousin, all of us attempting to talk at once, tipsy on cosmopolitans, wanting to tell our stories, so many stories across the years.
The second half of my trip whisked me to the farm country of my youth to visit with my best friend from high school. And by an enigmatic coincidence the boy I dated throughout those years was in town. After high school I went off to college, my girlfriend married and raised two kids. The boy grew into a man, and has enjoyed a career crisscrossing the U.S. in the direction of the four winds. On a warm day we floated in my girlfriend’s pool, and triggered memory upon memory. Red tail hawks sailed above us as if caught in the current of our nostalgia.
My cousins and my friends, we tasted Proust’s madeleine, and savored the remembrances.
From these reunions I was reminded that some connections are forever. They cannot be lost to time or distance. They wait patiently for us to rediscover them.
My friend, Christine, at Random Reflectionz, is a new connection. Christine paid me the honor of passing on the Inspiring Blog Award. I first met Christie during a week of a yeahwrite.me blog competition. We both wrote about religion: my experience with not so nice nuns in Catholic school and Christie’s intriguing post, The Church of Baseball. Another of my favorites is Christie’s post on the Separation of Church and State. Our connection was immediate in our openness to explore each other’s beliefs. Christie writes on wide ranging topics, all carefully thought out, and well constructed. She also contributes to Urban Times and her essays are on diverse matters affecting our modern culture.
Thank you, Christie, for thinking of me. I look forward to our continued mutual inspiration.
This award’s guidelines are: (1) thank the one who gave it to you, with a link back to his or her blog; (2) list some things about yourself that people wouldn’t know from reading your blog; and (3) nominate one or more blogs.
In keeping with tradition, and the criteria to reveal something people wouldn’t know from reading my blog, and in keeping with the theme of connections, I’ll tell you that I was married to a firefighter with calendar worthy looks. He’s a great guy, and we maintain a connection. A story for another post…. a little intrigue.
It’s an easy choice to pass the mantle of Inspiring Blog Award to Katie at Chicken Noodle Gravy, whom I also came to know through yeahwrite.me. Katie writes movingly of her connection with her Dad, and to her aged grandmother. Her recent submission highlights how a deceased goose caused her to consider her hypersensitivity, and the pros and cons, but mostly pros, of her compassionate nature. I’m substantially older than Katie’s 30 years. I should be showing her the ropes, and yet I learn from her. Katie’s example, and her generous heart inspire me to be a better person.
I would be remiss if I didn’t mention Pish of Pish Posh Blog. Pish presented me with the Kreativ Blogger award. Thank you, Pish. Pish has recently made a life altering decision. She has placed her concern for her mother before her career as a college professor. Her bravery to take that risk inspires me. Pish takes risks in her writing, as well. She is peculiar, profound and profane. Pish has received many awards of late. The Inspiring Blog Award is but one more for her worthy collection. She will go on to win many others.
Thank you to my connections past and present!