Dying Mans Journal – Family weekend.

The long awaited weekend came and is not sadly gone. My brother Robin came for a visit, with wife Debbie and sons Trent and Travis. Brother Eric and his wife Lynda came as did my daughter Shauna and her husband Jake. The only way the weekend could have been any better was if Billie was here and if the weekend could have lasted longer.

On Saturday the ladies spent the day shopping and the guys just visited. On Saturday had the traditional thanksgiving diner with all the trimmings, ever one come back today for left overs. All wonderful, all over to quickly.

Then came the sad good byes as everyone left. I am not sure if it is because we are English or what, but we have never really been prone to public displays of affection. Normally, Robin and I will just shake hands when we part. This time it started out the normal handshake but somehow and I am not even sure how it turned into a hug. I don’t get to see Robin very often and I think both of us realized this could be the last time. I am glad we exchanged that hug.

2 Responses to Dying Mans Journal – Family weekend.

  1. Oh, I’m so glad you had a good weekend with your family! 🙂

    It could have something to do with your Englishness that the pda is rare. My Grandmother had English in her background and was very reluctant to initiate hugs or to be demonstrative about her affections. Like with you and your brother prior to this weekend, she just wasn’t used to that and it was sort of awkward at first. Come to think of it, my neighbor, “Mrs. Widowneighbor” as I refer to her in cyberspace, has started giving me a quick hug after our visits.

    Sadness of heart, whether because of a short term thing or a more permanent situation, seems to give many people that gentle push we need to overcome that reservedness, don’t you think?

  2. hudds53 says:

    Mrs. Nicklebee
    I think you may be correct about the sadness giving us that little push to over come our reservedness. There is no question, I love both of my brothers but we have never said it or openly showed in any way. We can always count on the others to be there for us and that in itself is a show of love, but that isn’t the show of affection I mean. I don’t think I have ever hugged Robin before, other than I am sure I likely did as a small child. Just typing this I realize how sad that really is. Wow, I just sat here for about 10 minutes letting that really sink in. Do we think it is “unmanly” to hug, I don’t know. I do know I will treasure that moment.
    My bother Eric lives close by and I see him much more often and we have never hugged. I am going to change that the next time I see him.
    Your comments are always so good and thought provoking, thank you.

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