84. Thinking of family

The last few weeks have me in sort of a funk, that I manage to slip out of each and every day with a little luck. Today I found myself staring at a painting that my father had framed for me. It is a painting done by Aileen Meagher. Aileen was a friend of my late grandmother and grandfather. She was also my fathers landlady, and our family's first dog Pax, was inherited by my father when Aileen passed. Aileen was a school teacher, an accomplished artist, and a decorated Olympian. You can check out a quick overview of her incredible story here at the Nova Scotia Sports Hall of Fame.

As I sit here writing this, I'm thinking about tomorrow. I will be fortunate enough to see my father, my mother, and my girlfriend. I am also likely to speak to my brother and sister. I am so incredibly lucky to have such a close family.

Each time I look at this painting, I am reminded of home. I am reminded of my family that loves me, no matter where in the world I happen to be. Dad picked this painting for me, as Aileen painted it while living in Africa. I thought the cut carnation on my table looked a little like the flower in the painting. The painting reminds me a little of flame of the forest trees that I was so fond of when living abroad in Ethiopia.

Lots of love to everyone,
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