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The Family Unit

One more day in the house Cleaning up memories that took a family a lifetime to gather. Passing on one by one they all left treasures. Or better known to some as "One mans trash another mans treasure" How do I decide what to keep? How dose one decide whats important? Leafing through someones memories as if your touching each heart in one way or another. Will I throw away something by mistake. Or will I keep something thats nothing. The kids are tired now. Taking on the family past that also includes their fathers death. How will they get the courage they need? Who will help them till the end? They are so young in years yet so wise in wisdom. Sorting through things that was once their fathers grandparents and uncles. Can they stay strong? Will they pick out things that mean something to them but nothing to others? Or will they chose to take nothing and let the past die quitely? We miss them so. This family that was once ours. Inside all of us we keep memories that will stay in our hearts forever. As the years follow our lives will change.. Memories will fade and life as we once knew will grow fewer in though. But we will never forget The family now will gather in death as they did in life. As I grow older I play back the memories that somehow seem to bring the past back to life, if only in moments. As the family passed on before us so will we all, and one day we will return to our yesterday and our Family Unit" will be as one, While another family will change...

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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