Tuesday, November 15, 2011

1847 says hello to 2011


In the midst of sheer exhaustion, I managed after several phone calls, to find myself on a train bouncing to a great uncles house in the middle of dense trees, and lots of grass that wasn't apart of Central Park.

In the midst of catching up face to face with my other 90 year old great-uncle, a large cloth was pulled from behind the couch and unwrapped until I found myself staring into a painted picture of grandparents five generations back that I had only heard about in fragmented conversations.

Another welcomed reminder in the chaos that appears to be my life these days that the past is always near by.

2 comments:

c.o. moed said...

WHOA!!!!!! wow!!! what an exquisite post!!

bucko said...

Really fine. You have to give an update on this one. Also a nice reminder that despite things feeling like chaos there's a pattern too.