A sibling re-union

"When was the last time, you ever saw the sunrise?" Have taken a couple of vacation days, no regrets.  Was running tired from the last few years, and sometime we all need a chance to just be ourselves, without an of the roles life has us playing.
My one brother had us out to his home on Sunday, a family get together my Cali brother in for a visit with his wife, some catching up done, a nice day with contributions made by all the nieces and nephews, originally cousins close enough in age to still be able to truly enjoy seeing each other, and they bring plenty of smiles to us oldsters. I'm guessing we're happy they stayed tight, and can relate to each others paths so well, always encouraging the other.
And the rest of us are just glad we all were able to have the day together, see each others familiar faces even with a few new hair colors and lines thrown in, like yo-yo's we go up and down in weight as have a chance every few years to see each other.
For my brothers and I we know for certain where we came from, where we wandered off to, and now we live in the present day, wishing each other more!
We have grudges of old, we buried our hatchets, it was our way, we value any upcoming times.

My niece was in tune, she grabbed a camera, and clicked, only regretting later that she didn't get everyone in some photo's, she concentrated on my old core group, and though rapid age progression has ensued, we are still the same siblings, one regretting he moved away at all, one with a sweet smile proud I think that his daughter remembered a photo op, and me with of course the frickn child stealing in laughing but close to tears.

A nice day Sunday, a day of smiles.

Yesterday I spent the day with my oldest sibling, it was a valuable day, we maxed it, a ton of conversation and emotion, two trips to the city as I drove us from one world to the next, again no regrets of spending the day with him.

Some animated conversation earlier at my house for a totally ad-libed  visit that turned into our Monday nite beef sandwich dinner, usually a time to catch up with our son, conversation flowed about my sons days at the special education school, he expresses al ot of warmth for the children, and see a little genius in each one.  Eventually we got onto our favorite auto's ever possessed and my brothers was his baby blue benz of our younger day, my son's is his current ride a 2003 Ford Lightning he cherishes, mine was a 71 Ford Torino I had years back. And then Rick,last night I watched my husbands face while he was describing something, I can't put it into words but there was so much love on his face while he talked, it knocked 15 years off of his face the love was so strong, my son saw it, too. The man was talking about his old 55 Buick, and of all the work he'd put into her.  I don't believe he remembers but he used to call her Bessie, Old Bessie.

After taking my brother back into Chicago's Hotel of choice,  I drove back home at top speed, tired but hoping my spouse would still be up just to sit with him awhile, and to my surprise he was, me happy to be back just chilling with my friend back in my own roost.

“Every traveler has a home of his own, and he learns to appreciate it the more from his wandering.”
― Charles Dickens