The question is:
Is your family a really close one?
This is a collage of my family. I’m in there somewhere as a buttercup, but there’s my parents, Mum’s parents, their parents, my paternal grandfather, paternal great grandparents, Bro, my sister, her daughters, and several of my nephews. There are also a variety of dogs. My nieces are now 39 and 43, my red headed nephew is now 47 and the father of three, and his two brothers are 54 and 53.
These were the days when I considered my family were ‘close’. I had photos of everyone, and when Mum was alive, we were five living generations.
We still are, but with a sideways tilt as I have a maternal uncle and paternal uncle and older aunt still living. The only family I have contact with really are said older aunt, Bro a few times a year and recently my niece, she’s the one in the dark blue jumper and light blue apron. Her daughter will be 10 in August.
Sadly, we are not a close family now. Distance plays a great part, but there have been rifts and issues in recent years, disagreements, misunderstandings and a host of other things that have squashed all olive branches. As such we each lead our own lives which sometimes, though rarely, touch rather than overlap. It’s not a unique situation, just the way it is.
I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes!
In November 2020, we lost our beloved Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney. We now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of Kizzy, my GSD when Hubby and I first met so had hers done too.
On February 24th 2022 we were blessed to find Maya, a 13 week old GSD pup who has made her own place in our hearts. You can follow our training methods, photos and her growth in my blog posts.
From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives.
We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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The drifting apart of family seems all too common now days… I’m lucky to have a close family both emotionally and physically!
I am lucky to have some very special friends.
It’s sad when families drift apart
It happens unfortunately
Definitely not unique. Probably natural as the pyramid broadens. Friends come with less baggage.
My friends have been so supportive in recent years.
My immediate family (my parents, little brother and I) have lived for so long away from the rest of our family that we’ve never been close to them. And I’ve never felt like I was missing something. But I feel for you who had that bond and slowly lost it. Thank you for sharing your story… xx
Thank you. Times, attitudes and expectations change unfortunately. Have a good week. 🙂
It is sad when rifts happen, I know. We do grow apart though sometimes, especially from extended family!