If
you don't believe in ghosts, you've never been to a family reunion.
~Ashleigh Brilliant
I
found this quote and just had to smile. You know what it means to me?
It means family reunions bring spirits of yesterday back to life. As
far back as I can recall, I have loved my family reunion. It is quite
small now, but the Adams family is just a special little unit of
folks. There is only one of the seven originals who started this
Reunion and she is over 90. Fun fact, at one time there were so many
“Joe Adams'” they thought we were tricking them. (My dad is Joe
Mark... there is also Joe Bayless, Joe Sanford, Joe Carl, Joe Brown,
all with the last name Adams – in the younger generations we have
Joelle (Jodi) and Joel, too). Each year the people around the table
seem to grow and change. The younger generations become the older
generation over time. We were once the kids playing at the lake and
now sit at the table talking. I drove to Brownwood Saturday morning
(sans Nick – he went to the river which I have been to the last two
years and chose the reunion this time.) My Dad came up because his
birthday was that weekend and I just had to give him his presents and
a big hug.
I
enjoy hearing all of the old stories. You think you know way back in
the day, but you don't. I love to hear about my grandparents. My
grandmother, Jackie was very beautiful and they just loved her
clothing. My grandfather, Don, was a very hard worker and close to
all of his siblings. My great grandmother's family helped found parts
of Ft. Worth and there is a town somewhere around there, Watson,
named after the Watsons, her family. We had boxes from the 60s and
70s of Granny Gert's letters (my great grandmother) so I spent a long
time reading through some of them. There were things I wanted to hear
about in “real time.” My dad's wedding, our cousin Lori passing
at age 9 in a car accident, the birth of cousins, etc... She told
stories of visiting with my grandfather and when he got in a horrible
car accident and all about his recovery. She called my dad, Joe M. in
her letters. They always had a special bond. She is like Mother
Theresa to all of us. She is just the iconic figure in my mind.
Nan,
Leslie and I stayed up until 1 AM just talking about life. Nan and I
both lost parents at a very young age in college so we talk a lot
about that and getting through all of it. I am able now to ask very
distinct questions. Like I ask her where she saw God in her past
troubles and where she saw God in losing her dad so young. My family
is very Christian so that is another wonderful thing, to be immersed
in it without the big city of non-believers around you. I sat and
talked with Layna for a while. She is like my own daughter. She is
going into 7th
grade so we talked about what to expect. She is a beautiful little
perfect girl in many's eyes so I explained jealousy and how people
could react to her and to always keep her head on straight. I also
talked to Donna for a bit about life and love in general. She asked
me some questions regarding Nick about what I loved most and she says
love and respect always go hand-in-hand. I never want to forget that
quote. I like it. Love is nothing without respect.
I
love and respect my entire family. At the heart they are all wonderful, amazing
people. We all come from the same roots, yet our limbs sprout
different leaves.
D'Layna
Anna Marie, Julie, Layna
Nate & Julie |
I told you about sitting at the table talking. Nita, Joe Carl, Jan, Dad & Nan
Jodi & Jules watching the kids fish and swim
Bryce & Julie