A beautiful evening to remember the folks who are no longer with us. Raised as the only young one in our home are cherished and bittersweet memories. Our matriarch was always opening our home to all the extended relatives who took refuge and space from there own family dynamics of stress. Over the years raising my own family, we passed on the same memory with other relatives who came into our lives short term and long term for a place to sleep, eat and regroup. The folks used to say, maybe some day when we are gone someone will know you need help or take you in if you have no place to go. Beautiful, beautiful Tiwahe! Sometimes we forget where we come from and just want to share with all my relatives, I remember where I come from even if I do not stop by or see you all. Today it is not just me, I watch over all of my family and grand kids and love you all still...Pidamayaye!
Posted on: Tue, 12 Aug 2014 01:10:04 +0000
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