Become

Ephemera

We have become the people we ran away from.

At least, I ran.

Morbid thought after visiting Chicago this weekend from the wedding of my cousin’s daughter. [cousin on Mom’s side] All of us together looking like the ghosts of our parents ā€” but in a good way.

I am always surprised to find family I love, which says a lot more about my relationship with my cousins on my Dad’s side than one might wish. However, I have been doing much re-connecting over this past year, and am coming across lots of these pleasant surprises.

So, we have become the people that I ran from, and I have quit running.

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