Boxing Day Memories

Boxing Day Buffet 1
26th of December means two things to me. Family gatherings with cold buffet’s were our Boxing Day tradition, but first and foremost it was my mum’s Birthday! She’d have been 100 today!

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Here in the US, Boxing day isn’t on the calendar, but I take the day off work every year anyway, like I said it’s my mum’s birthday!

Families are a mixed bag aren’t they. Mine caused stress every year. Two brothers who didn’t get along must have caused mum endless heartache. The rift was too deep to ever fix. My brothers were always referred to as the “good brother” and the “bad brother”. The bad brother is dead now too, but he leaves behind a legacy of ruin and pain. Does anyone miss him? Who knows? I miss the brother he used to be when I was a kid, and before he turned bad.
Anyway, its boxing day, my mum’s Birthday, and I just want here to be remembered. Phoebe Ethel Newman, rest well in Heaven – we always remember you. Love You!

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Family

Lets talk about family. After all it is part of life’s journey and believe me that journey has more than a few tales and mishaps.

My family has never been close, which is sad. When you are young, you don’t care about anything except having fun and meeting someone to share your life with.

Every day is a new adventure. Life is fresh and new. You get excited about everything, butterflies in your tummy are a regular experience. Who needs family? Life is full.

I was fifteen years younger than the younger of my two brothers. I loved them both dearly, but they were always feuding. My brothers were both incredibly smart. One was hard-working and serious. The other was a joker who put money ahead of everything, and did what ever he could to get it, hurting anyone who got in his way. I think he had a good heart, but the Devil was in his soul.

His obsession with money (as well as other things) tore the family apart. Thirty years ago that didn’t matter, now it does. It makes me very sad.

Strange as it sounds, his death brought some of us together again. My lovely nieces (who are almost the same age as me) and I are friends again. I am in touch with their wonderful talented children and trying to make up for the years that slipped away.

Unfortunately the wounds are too deep to be healed for some of my family and they remain strangers. I understand why, but what a shame. Life is so short.

If anyone reading this is feuding with your family, STOP NOW!

Life flies by in the blink of an eye. Keep your family close to you. Stay in touch with them, even if you live thousands of miles away. Don’t let your future be filled with regret.

Yesterday I was twenty. Today I am fifty-five and trying to cram so much into the next ten years or so. I hope I have the energy to complete all I need to do.

And so endeth my lesson for today! One of my very favorite families is pictured below.