Is it just me, or does anybody else forget to stop and smell the roses until you’re forced to do so? As many of you know, my Aunt Roberta died this week. She still lived in the town where my mother grew up. Okay, the word "town" is generous; less than 50 people reside there. Community. Just driving along the highway leading toward the little churchyard brought back countless memories. I reaquainted myself with cousins and childhood playmates, walked through the cemetery and visited my grandparents’ graves, drove by their old home place, and spent a number of hours sequestered in the car with my family, sharing memories of "Bertchie," as we called her. Why is it that it takes a funeral to bring about a day of gathering? People don’t gather like the once did. Family Reunions, Decoration Days, Picnics on the Grounds–all are becoming things of the past. "Distance Learning" is replacing the classroom. E-cards are replacing hugs. E-mail is replacing visits. I believe all the abovementioned things are good, and there is a place for them. I just want to remind everyone to not become so busy or self-absorbed as I have done to put off spending time with those who are important to you. Pick up the phone, or better yet, pick up the car keys and get together with someone you love. Thanks to all who have expressed their condolences to me and my family this week.
