#169 - Reunions

Yesterday was such a wondrous day.

My brother and a lot of his mishpocha were here, including my oldest niece, who I haven't seen in 22 years.  It was a glorious reunion.  I don't think I've hugged someone so very deeply in a very, VERY long time.

She mentioned several times how much she's missed her grandma (the Vault Goddess). Since she flew in to drive back to her home via SoCal with my brother and his wife (her mom), I gave her one of my two sewing machines (there were both from my mom).  And was thrilled to pass on a storage box that had belonged to her grandma, the Vault Goddess, that was filled with Indian print clothing.  So thrilled to pass it all on to her.

I don't know when I'll see her again; wish she could come to the big Indian Wedding in 2 months, but not sure that's going to come to pass.  There is much history with one who is so talented, and yet is so twisted into the religion that she was born into (which is not mine), it's hard to see how she can touch reality.

Still, it was something I'm going to remember for a long time.  Reunions can be both sweet and intensely sad when the parting comes.

What was that quote again?  "A goodbye isn't painful unless you're never going to say hello again."  

I sure do hope those hello's are in the future. I'm going to count on another reunion.