For the past 6 years, the holidays bring with them a sense of urgency for me. Not to buy gifts or to make the perfect meal…but to spend as much quality time with my parents.
6 years ago, my grandmother had been given until Christmas to live. We had the best thanksgiving and Christmas we could. We put aside our normal bullshit and just loved on her as hard as we could. That strong willed woman passed away the next August.
I started going to Syracuse for Easter. I realized that my Oma wasn’t going to live forever…and I wanted as many moments as I could with her. When she passed away this past February, my heart was broken…but I had no regrets.
So now, here it is, the day after Thanksgiving 2017, and as ready as I am to go home…I don’t want to. Family…they drive you insane, but they are the bedrock of your life as well. I not only love my family…but I appreciate them and cherish them.
Love your parents, your grandparents, your siblings. I know it’s hard sometimes…but one day you’ll find yourself sitting at a table wishing you could fight with them one more time.
“Honor your father and mother, and, You shall love your neighbor as yourself.” Matthew 19:19