The month of June, my entire family was together. I used to take those times for granted so much, but when my sister Lacey moved away to college I felt the first sting of separation. If I ignore it, I can pretend that we are all okay without each other. But when I stop and think about it, even for a minute I break down a little. (SometimesinthegrocerystoreparkinglotsorryKev).
The truth is, that we are all okay without each other. We can survive. But there is something about togetherness, when all of us are there, all at once, all in the same space. That's the right thing, I think.
We are not all together any more, and some of us are leaving for a year and a half. So maybe that is why I keep looking at these pictures of the lake, just to remember what it is like to be all together. Even for a little while.