House of the Singing Waters

So, so very true. Rarely a day goes by that I don't think of my Mom and my Dad and miss them. Such wonderful people they were. You would've liked my Dad a lot; I know you would have appreciated each others' senses of humor. My Mom, I miss in an intensely personal way because we had a very special link. I have Aunts and Uncles whom I only ever met once or twice in my life and I count that as a tragedy, whether I really liked them or not; they were still family. My cousin Jeff and I have realized how important it is to keep close to whatever family you have left; we're closer now than we ever were before and it's wonderful. it's just him and his brother and me and my sister now, from this generation and NONE from the prior generation; we ARE the senior generation of this family and that's scary as fuck to me. I wish I could have had the conversation with my Dad's older sister, the one I'm named for, the conversation that went, "Hey, it finally dawned on me that you're a lesbian and that you and Rosalie had the most wonderful relationship that was ever modeled to me as a Kid. Please tell me all about it, if you wish to." Wish like Hell I could've had that conversation with her.

I really get you on the wishing your folks got to meet the new Love of the Life, however, I do think on some level that Mom and Dad know about Eric and are pleased. They knew him; he was over at the house sometimes way back then in my senior year of high school.

Anyway, yeah, (not yea) you're SO right; tell those folk you love them every chance you get. Life is too short. Such sadness for AmberBob, leavened with worry for Jeannie and deep happiness for Eric that he doesn't have Cancer.

BTW, love you, my brother.