Mrs Justa and a bit of the reunion

We are back and I have done day 1 of returning to work. The family reunion was nice, I love my family, I really do, and no matter how close or how far away we live from each other, this is the one time we take all guards down and just enjoy one another. I had my oldest brother there who was born in 1931 and my youngest sister who was born in 1963. Two more of my brothers and two more of my sisters were there too. All have families of their own, and my older brothers and sisters have grandchildren. Some of whom were there. We talk, take off to our tents, campers or in our case the cabin, take an afternoon nap, meet for dinner and mid days, enjoy the scenery, enjoy each other.

It rained ALOT this weekend, we headed back on Sunday. Our cabin was RUSTIC, the positive of it was it had electricity and heat. And Saturday night it got down to 46 degrees, so we were thankful it was heated.

It did not have water, so we had a 5 gallon collapsible container and put a couple gallons in it.  It was a cabin in the woods, no driveway, or sidewalk, just a washed out area to climb up to it. Mark estimated it to be about 100 foot climb. So once up there we were up there for a while.

We stayed with the family at the area where they had their tents, campers and hard trailers until nap time or night fall, then we moseyed back to the cabin on the hill and settled in. There was a public bathroom, so we made sure we hit it first thing when we left and last thing before we climbed up the hill. It was pretty hard on Mark and his knee/leg/hip/back issues. But we survived. 

A world where cell phones have no signals most of the time, where there is no WHIFI , where TVs are not surrounding folks and where you cherish each other, play games, play cards, walk, enjoy nature, appreciate the things around you, and realize what real darkness is. It is relaxing.

Next year there is talk of changing the location to a camp site near Erie, one less rustic, but maybe more welcoming to those in the family who do not come to the reunion because they do not camp. It looks to be a more suburban camping experience. I think it is a good idea to try it. And if any of us have the longing for the rustic camping, we can still do that on another weekend. But if we can move the location and get more people, well then that is a good thing.

Life is too short, kids grow so quickly, I can not believe the changes in our children, our lives, our situations in just a year. It would be nice to have at least one year when EVERYONE was there.  So we will see. The laundry is done, everything has been washed and put away in its proper place, Work was hectic, phones ringing, mail coming, bills due… yes back to reality. It is a shame that this busy life becomes reality, and all the nature we just left, that is not the “real world”.  I would think that the memories seen in these photos, this past weekend, that should be reality.

I can’t imagine what it would be like to turn back the hands of time, and have what we just shared this weekend be the every day life. You would have to do hard labor , work the land , during the day, and early to bed at night, no street lights, or 24 hr drive thrus, tvs,

or faxes, texting, just nature. I bet life was less full of prescriptions then, blood pressures were normal, and people  actually knew each other as people. Love to all, Cindy

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