Elizabeth Willis Barrett…………July 2017
Pimpinella, an Argentine singing duo, sings a beautiful song called La Familia. I would love to have that be our family’s theme song. Unfortunately, during my four classes of Spanish, I studied hard to get A’s on the tests, but didn’t practice having the words come out of my mouth in full Spanish sentences. Learning the verses of La Familia would be difficult and I already have some difficult things I’m trying to master. Therefore, Spanish has taken its place on the back burner along with many other enterprises and we’ll have to skip the theme song for awhile. You should listen to it if you have the time at https://youtu.be/sU6rk29OIgg. Maybe you can use it for your family’s theme song if you have more energy in your ambition bag than I do at the moment.
We just finished a several day family reunion with twenty-seven of the thirty of us. The three that were missing added a bit of angst because this was the last chance for a complete family picture before the two oldest grandkids go off to other things. Therefore the picture isn’t whole and it will be several years before we can have another go at a family picture with all of us. The reason for their absence brought even greater unease. That might be discussed at another time.
We had fun, though. There was lots to keep everyone entertained: canoeing, swimming, hiking, quading, zip-lining, crawdad hunting, nighttime salamandering, baseballing, kite flying and lots of movie watching and game playing. Chess was a favorite with the little kids. How did they learn to play that game? I’ve never learned to play chess myself and the learning of it isn’t on any of my burners—back or front. The girls got in our yearly tea-party. And the absolutes—talent show and family pictures—were carried out with a minimum of prodding. We ate very well. We got lots of talk in. There were a few tussles to settle, but not many. Along with hummingbirds and squirrels, a bear or two even showed up to add excitement.
I feel very blessed to have a family. Not everyone gets such a blessing. Sometimes when we are all together, even amid the chaos of cast-off shoes, scattered plastic cups, and a kitchen that doesn’t know if it’s coming or going, an overwhelming feeling envelopes me. It is one of peace and gratitude and absolute love.
And I thank a very loving God profusely for my family—mi familia!