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Sunday, January 4, 2015
No I Heart Macro This Week
My Uncle Norman passed away New Year's Day.
I will be observing shiva with my family and not blogging this week.
Pictured below, left to right:
my Father Bill
my Mother Sally
my Uncle Norm
my Aunt Sallie
This was a combined 80th birthday party for my
Mom and Dad this past summer.
Mom's birthday is in August and Dad's in September.
It is so hard to believe this was just five months ago.
We were all so happy.
Technically "Uncle" Norman was not my uncle, he'd always remind me of this. But I would in turn insist that he was/is/will always be. Because he "felt" like my uncle and I loved him as such. Aunt Sallie, his wife and my mother are first cousins. My grandfather died when my mother was a very little girl, so the aunts and uncles of their generation along with my grandmother Reggie helped to raise my mom. Sally and Sallie are six months apart, they spent so much time in each other's homes growing up, in many ways they were like sisters. As teens and adults the Siegel's (my parents) and Olson's (my "aunt" and "uncle") remained dear friends. In turn, my cousin's Joe and Sharon were very close to me and my three siblings. Sharon is a year older than me, closest in age of all of my cousins and siblings. Our families gathered together for nearly every holiday religious and secular even into adulthood with our own children! Sharon's husband Jerry and my husband Gordon became fast and lasting friends when we were all dating! Like our parents we were also fairly young when we married. Both our guys are musicians and computer experts. Gordon and Norm had a special relationship in that they were both fascinated by technology, and would talk for hours at family events. Norman was also a gifted photographer, among other talents and achievements. Sometimes, over the past ten years when we saw each other, he and I would talk about my work as a SoulCollage facilitator, meditation teacher, and photographer and how all of these practices were/are interwoven as ways to explore the human heart/psyche/spirit. He was curious about what I was learning/doing/teaching. I am grateful for this connection, and the conversations we had.
I will always remember how when I was a little kid (because I was especially small, I suppose) he called me "peanut." And when he didn't call me "peanut" he called me by my full name, Laura Rose. Never just Laura. He made me feel special. I think all the kids felt that way about him, each of us special to him in some way. Perhaps it was the twinkle in his eyes, ready smile and infections laughter that told us so. I'm so grateful that this kind and generous man was and will always remain part of my life, held in my heart with love and tenderness.
Zichrono livracha, may your memory be for blessing dear Uncle Norman.
ps. Today, Sunday, January 4th,
my daughter Belin is 21.
We celebrated last night because her dad and I will be traveling to Philadelphia for the funeral on Monday, today.
Happy Birthday to our beautiful, bright and precious
Love you Bigger than the Sky.
Age one, all dressed up and playing with fistfuls of dirt.
My daughter, wasn't she glamorous? This was from her prom, one of my favorite photos. I think she looks like a movie star.
I'll share more photos next week from our perfect intimate birthday gathering, just Gordon, Rosie, Belin and Ethan, (her darling boyfriend for a little over two years now!)
Ironically there was an ice storm Saturday evening, the same as the night before she was born all those years ago. Time is so strange the way it weaves in and out, never a straight line, more a wavy spiral. And I am every grateful for the expansiveness of the human heart, able to hold joy and sorrow and so much more simultaneously.
See you here for I Heart Macro 86 next Sunday.