Chains do not hold us together. It is threads, hundreds of tiny threads which sew people together through the years.
One of the things I love about school holidays is the opportunity to catch up with old friends and family members. As children, a train trip to the city and lunch in a cafe was part of every school holiday. It was a chance to catch up with my Nin and a myriad of cousins and aunts. My Mum comes from a family of seven girls so people watching one of these assembled gatherings probably thought we belonged to some sort of polygamous sect! I am eternally grateful to my Mum, Nin and aunts for making this outing a priority in their lives. At times, it would have been a big financial and physical effort but oh, the beautiful, beautiful rewards we have reaped as a result of their efforts.
As my darling buttons now take up these threads and I help them find their place in my big and beautiful family, I am glad I have this legacy to share with them. Although we don't gather as frequently as we did, we still gather and I love watching my cousins' adult children play with my babies. There are so many wise and wonderful human beings in this collection of people and we are blessed to be sewn together with them. Thanks, Nin - the most talented seamstress of all!