Family Reunion

About once every decade, my family has a reunion. It was my grandparent’s legacy to our family. This would be my dad’s parents. Now, I was adopted by my dad when I was four years old after my parents got married. They were both previously married, and as a result, I have three sisters. I’m my mom’s only child, and was raised as an only child as my sisters are all older than me; the youngest of them is 14 years older. My dad is my dad; my sisters are my sisters. They aren’t my step-sisters. I don’t know any other family, and I don’t want to.

color runAnyway, last weekend we had our family reunion in Southern California. It was amazing to see everyone again! The family reunions we have aren’t just about hanging out and getting reacquainted. We have a talent show, an auction, and a sort of memorial service. This time, we also had a color run, tug of war, and got to play on a zip line.

I shared my poem Grandfather’s House at the talent show. Several of my cousins came up to me later and said they loved it, and they could visualize Grandma & Grandpa’s house, Grandpa’s library, and the orange trees in the back yard. Talk about warm and fuzzy feelings!

My sister’s granddaughter performed a little dance with the help of her mom, aka my danceniece. They danced to Lost Boy by Ruth B. Now I can’t hear that song on the radio without thinking of them. I love that because I only see my niece and her family about once a year. I have a memory of them dancing engraved on my heart.

At the memorial service, my dad and my aunts shared memories they have of my grandparents. Some of it I knew, some if it I had forgotten, and there was still quite a bit I learned. One thing stuck out to me, and that was how long my grandparents were married despite some terrible things that happened to them, including tragically losing three babies and losing their farm in the Great Depression. No matter what, they loved each other through it all.

Then there were the funny stories. Grandma is most famous for her April Fools Day joke. Grandpa was out working in the fields, and he heard Grandma yelling “fire!” He looked to the house to see smoke. Of course, he ran to the house and just as he got close, Grandma kicked a bucket off the porch then slammed and locked the door while calling, “April Fools!” I don’t know if Grandpa was angry at her for that or not, but my Aunt Joy read some of his journal entries, and they all had things like, “She’s mad at me again, but I sure do love her.”

I’ve been struggling with how to show love despite hardships in my book. Oh, I’ve experienced it myself since I’ve been married for almost 13 years now. We’ve had some rocky times the last couple of years, and some days are better than others. I still find it difficult to delve into that realm of love in spite of anger, and write about it. Hearing stories about my Grandparents and how they lived has given me some new insight and inspiration.

To all my family: Don’t be surprised if you recognize some moments in Over the Moon.

Why I Write

Why I write is not a complete title. The actual title should be something like, “Why I write and have this website.” But you can see that’s a little wordy. I’d like to break it down for you a little, give you some insight into my head. It’s a little dark and scary in there, but I’ll try to keep you on the fringes.

WHY I WRITE

I write because it’s in my blood. Seriously. I grew up watching my mom write. My mom has a few thing published (more on that later), and she was always journaling. I have a distinct memory of being about five years old and taking a bath in the big bathtub in my mom’s bathroom. She was sitting next to me on a little green stool with a notebook in her lap. I was telling her a story, and she was writing it all down for me. Years later, I found that she wrote that in her journal. Someday I should get her to dig that old notebook up and let me have my story back.

I also write because it’s an outlet for me. I’ve had lots of life happen to me. There was a lot of good things but also a lot of bad things. I like to think there has been more good than bad, but the bad was really, really bad. Some of it was evil. I would write stories to explain my feelings or work through events. It was a kind of mental purge, I guess. The beautiful part of my mental purge is that it included the love and laughter, not just tears and fear.

I’ve literally been writing my entire life. I have notebooks filled with stories, notes, and ideas. In recent years, I decided to become serious about writing and make it my career as well as my passion. This is my why.

WHY I HAVE THIS WEBSITE

I wanted to have a way to allow people to get to know me as well as have updates on what I’m writing. I’m super hopeful to be famous someday, with a book turning into a movie and then a TV series. Isn’t that the ultimate dream of all serious writers? So click “follow” if you haven’t already. Thanks!

I have lots of things I’m excited about and love. These things inspire and help me to create my stories. My family, travel, essential oils and how they changed my life, and my spiritual journey are all things that influence my writing. I want to share all of this with the world. That will happen here, on this site. Have you clicked “follow” yet? It’s going to be an awesome voyage.