Sunday, Feb. 6, 2022

 

Hi. It's been a rough week of depression. Hard to practice my "Being happy is a choice!" theory. Sometimes, no matter how many ways we try to climb out of that dark place, it seems that time is what it takes to see the sunshine. Well, it was a dreary week, weather wise, if I'm looking to blame something. Well… whatever albatross was on my back, it's taken a hike, 'just like that'! Depression has been a 'visitor' to me over the years, and as much as I know it will pass, riding out the storm is still no picnic. OK, now the good stuff!

  Since my Aunties have gotten me hooked on exploring old family photos, each day there's a new find in their collection of photo treasures that they pass on to me. I have actually come across some of my own, as I found a bag of keepsakes from my Mom. Our family has set up a Facebook account for our 'Clan'. With most of the pics coming from the oldest generation. Some children, grandchildren, great & great-great grandchildren are seeing photos of family members & sometimes even themselves, for the first time. The feedback has been great. This wonderful 'opportunity' is connecting our very large family, most of whom live in the lower mainland and Quesnel/Prince George area. And of course, no matter where, even as far as New Zealand, we are all brought together throughout each week. 

  Even though its not direct communication, one on one, we're getting excited about planning a reunion when the pandemic isn't a threat. The last big reunion we had was in 1993, when we had 365 'Finnigans' under one roof.

   So with this kind of activity ongoing, I know that the continual rekindling of memories and affection between us has been the constant heart massage that is keeping that 'wee light on' during my dark moments.

   Today, Larry & I stopped by the Aunties for a porch visit and the joy we all shared at the enthusiasm the Facebook family photos have created is a wonderful gift. I love them so much and especially what they represent, in reinforcing what a beautiful family we have in the best possible way, which are our traditions of faith and Acadian/Irish culture. I am so grateful and never take them for granted.

  So, the mixed bag of emotion this week, contained a lot of gems in spite of feeling like I'd lost some. I can say that right now, most of my marbles are accounted for.