The other night my sister had organized this mid-week get together, which we don’t do very often. Her plan was to meet for dinner and follow up with a movie. All my siblings were present and many of their children, so we took up a lot of space in the restaurant and in the theatre. It was lovely spending time with my siblings but even more lovely, watching the cousins all connect and have a ball.
The movie was Batman, to appeal to the younger crowd, and we all just thoroughly enjoyed it. I think it wouldn’t have mattered about the quality of the film, just sharing it together and being able to talk about it afterwards was such a joy and fun.
It reminded me to never take family for granted. It is a blessing to have these connections and love in your life. The laughter was infectious (maybe not for others in the restaurant as we can be a loud clan) and the excitement was palpable.
A funny thing happened as we left the restaurant, one brother(B1) left his glasses on the table and brother 2 found them. I recommended we use it for a bit of fun so we followed B1 down to the theatre and then to the box office to purchse the tickets, all the time watching and waiting for B1 to notice he’d lost his glasses. B2 and I watched as the B1 reached for his phone to read a text. The game was in play…..we watched as he strugggled to read and then patted himself down searching for his glasses, first this pocket, then the next, then back to the first and then as his face got this look of horror (all the time the two of us cracking up as we watched his evolving horror in slow motion). Then B2 took out B1’s glasses he’d found and put them on, just in time for B1 to come towards us with utter dismay on his face to tell us he had to head back to the restaurant because he must have left his glasses there or worse, dropped them on the walk down….B2 and I are nodding and nudging each other and B2 pushes the ‘lost’ glasses up his nose and then B1 sees our laughter and then he sees the frames on his brother’s face, then he cursed us both (why I don’t know)(and NO I can’t repeat the names he called us as we rocked with laughter) and we then we cracked up even more. It all added to the night.
All our young adult children shook their heads like they were the grown ups and we were misbehaving ( doesn’t it say in the bible that to enter heaven one must be as a little child )…..oh get a life, we said to them, which caused them to rock with laughter. They actually inferred that those kind of pranks mean we are the one’s who need a life. Oh dear! 😦 😦 😦
So the point of this story is to share the beauty of family and how that can be enhanced through awareness, mindfulness and being in the moment. I still recall grounding myself by smelling the food, watching all the faces and the joy, really hearing the laughter, watching them talk and move and being so grateful. Being in that moment was heightened by really focusing on what was before me and relishing in every sense -the sights, the sounds, the smells, the tastes, the touch through hugs and kisses as we greeted each other. Add a dose of gratitude and there’s joy in it’s entirety. Thank you for your time. Live well.