Photograph by Craig Robinson, Berlin Photographer
Monday is a day of reflection and musing, and some of my thoughts can be found over at one of my other blogs, Explorations, Reflections, & Meditations.
But those thoughts are mostly about books.
Today I’d like to share my impressions about family and those connections that last over a lifetime. Hopefully.
I worked for many years with families, but those were usually people in crisis. I didn’t see their “best” moments, until, after a period of months of hard work, they would sometimes surprise me with the depth of the ties that bind them to their family members.
Which is another reason that I strongly believe in the enduring bonds of family. Even when the family members have problems and even when the connections have seemingly torn asunder.
Of course, there are families in which the bonds never seem to hold. Maybe they weren’t there in the first place. Or maybe some kind of disconnect happened due to other influences, like drugs or emotional problems. Nothing can fray the bonds of family more than these kinds of problems. Sometimes, even the best therapy cannot repair the damage.
But in many cases, I believe that wounds can heal. And connections can be restored.
Hope is what I like to focus on, and hope carried me through the difficult years. Those years when Mondays brought that feeling of dread as I thought about what I would face during that day.
Mondays are better for me now, because I can connect to people on the web; I can work on my current WIP; and I can read the books I love and sometimes find from the recommendations of the community of bloggers with whom I connect nowadays.
I can dream about the endless possibilities of connections.