I think and write about them often…
but how would I define my family?
Are we a novel that adds a new chapter everyday…
or an endless ever-changing symphony?
As I’ve observed my family for 70 years…
enduring our losses….cherishing our growth…
I imagine the answer to what is my family…
is a little bit of both.
Each day my family pens another page of our story
an adventure, to us, divine…
It might be filled with laughter, tears, joy or sorrow…
as our characters intertwine.
Each day my family adds another sheet of music
some new lyrics or a melody…
that, in spite of our varied notes and styles
creates its own harmony.
Yes, each day I am blessed to be a member of this family
to read another page or listen to our ever-changing melody.
To be part of a family that to this day is magically transcending….
our story…never finished….
our music…never ending.
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