The trip we began talking about in December is happening. All four generations of my uncle’s family will be present from Washington and Oregon. Most of my parents’ four generations, all of us in California now, will be represented. We gathering at Paulina Lake, Oregon as a family to fish and celebrate. We have a wedding anniversary, a birthday, and a farewell as we scatter my brother’s ashes.
It will be a wonderful, bittersweet time. I haven’t even met some of these people! And some of my uncle’s clan hasn’t met some of mine. My brother’s daughters won’t be there and I’m very sad my other son won’t be joining us. This will be the first large family gathering ever and we’re going to be at a place that hold many wonderful family memories initiated by my grandparents many moons ago.
My brother would love that we’re all getting together, especially to fish, and would remind us that this was all his idea in the first place. No doubt he’ll be among us.
It’s remote and I’m pretty sure I won’t have any WiFi, so I won’t be able to post blogs the week we’ll be gone. Please keep my family in your prayers as we travel, welcome new family members, have fun, and say farewell.
Lord, let me know my end, and what is the measure of my days; let me know how fleeting my life is.
You have made my days a few handbreadths, and my lifetime is as nothing in your sight. Surely everyone stands as a mere breath.
Hear my prayer, O Lord, and give ear to my cry; do not hold your peace at my tears. For I am your passing guest, an alien, like all my forebears (Psalm 39:4-5, 12).