BUILDING MEMORIES
Those precious joyful family moments that stop me in my tracks, those unexpected treasures I am privy to, as I watch trying to etch the moment into the memory banks of my mind, all the time wishing I could capture the moment for all to enjoy. But I stand there selfishly, choosing to observe from afar so as not to spoil the magic of the scene as it unfolds itself.
The world recedes as I am touched to my core by the power of simplicity unfolding before me as I stand in silence watching. I am so mesmerized that I barely notice someone has started capturing the moment on a video camera. Words of our language fail miserably at describing this precious moment. I am captivated and so grateful that I aimlessly wandered into this touching moment.
What a wonderful picture of love it was, Toto Trudy playing the piano with little Nathan by her side playing his own song. After awhile, Lolo Ralph joined in making up the trio spanning three generations.
Amazingly, the hi-tech gadgetry of the day provided its own memories too when Uncle Ted commented to his nephew, Jay, that he should have seen that basketball shot. Jay picked up the TV remote pressing rewind and to watch the missed moment all over again.
Our Christmas gathering is so much more than giving and receiving presents. The real gifts are the simple things as we share those precious moments in time.
Lynn Keeling
Dec 27/09
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