I'll move along now from the death theme; no need to dwell. But before I do, I'll recap the events of yesterday.
The memorial service for our friend reinforced the idea of intentional family. My Peace Corps family, along with the several other families John Lewis had created through his life--blood relatives, children, and extended family, neighbors, friends and colleagues--gathered to hear of his life and his relationships, and to toast the memories which will help us carry on in his spirit.
Afterward, Marc and I reconnected with a niece I've only seen a couple of times after 30 years' separation, and her daughter, her daughter's boyfriend, and my niece's younger half-sister. That was a reinforcement of the ability to mend ties broken by anger and disappointment. This niece, my deceased sister's youngest daughter, is a model of forgiveness and non-judgmental kindness. Her daughter is kind, curious and grateful. I feel a warm sense of appreciation being re-kindled in me.
I'll leave it at that on the 10th anniversary of the 9/11 attack. Let there be love.
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