Sunday, January 29, 2006
Catch-Up
Time to catch-up with the news and gossip.
The Visit: Look forward to the visit from Max and Whitey. Don't know about school breaks. We'll accommodate as best we can.
Family CD: Looks good Dad except Lynne was born in Salt Lake. Only lived in Price during her High School years.
Family Dynamics: Thought I would chime in on the subject. Everyone seems to agree we were 'close' growing up. I submit that view is (partially) a result of five kids stacked in the back of a station wagon driving across the Wyoming plains in August. We certainly spent a great deal of time together as children but our differences - in friends, interests, personalities, politics, etc. - showed up early. We are unique and that, of course, is as it should be.
Dynamics are one thing. Given differences and likenesses and 40 (or more) years of history, they are what they are at any given time. Changes in these dynamics are likely to occur organically. They may change because of proximity, the birth of children, death of parents (or any one of us) or a number of other life events.
Historically, families may have been much more interdependent; sharing the same cave and hunting for the benefit of all, farming together and then dividing the farm up after the folks are gone. Of course, there was always somebody in the family who would strike out for the frontier or some other opportunity and looking for experiences they couldn't find in the family cave. This is what happens at great regularity today. This happened to all of us, to one degree or another. Anyone left in Brigham or planning to return?
Mom made a comment once (and I'm paraphrasing) that families tend to operate and interact based on history and may not be as able to understand the significant changes and growth we experience outside of the family dynamic - which of course changes the dynamic.
We choose our friends and they choose us. We don't choose our families (or our in-laws). It may be that we, as siblings, would never have chosen to be friends. I think it highly unlikely, actually. But here we are. Sharing the same DNA and stuck with each other. I can live with that.
I think that we, as siblings, are at a time of life that requires a great deal of our attention and energy to be focused on our own families, careers, communities and interests. I suspect that later when the demands of our daily lives change we'll communicate more with each other.
Politics: I'm disgusted and saddened. At times I feel on the verge of existential despair.
Wanship: I may not spend the rest of my life here - but I just might. Every day is beautiful and quiet and spacious. Wildlife is abundant. Fishing is down the road. The country is full of friendly people. Today we watched the Bald Eagles, that nest down at the river, descend on a small deer carcass that died from the winter a couple hundred feet from our front room windows. Magnificent birds! Made me hungry for venison. Drop by if you're ever in the neighborhood.
Love, Charley
The Visit: Look forward to the visit from Max and Whitey. Don't know about school breaks. We'll accommodate as best we can.
Family CD: Looks good Dad except Lynne was born in Salt Lake. Only lived in Price during her High School years.
Family Dynamics: Thought I would chime in on the subject. Everyone seems to agree we were 'close' growing up. I submit that view is (partially) a result of five kids stacked in the back of a station wagon driving across the Wyoming plains in August. We certainly spent a great deal of time together as children but our differences - in friends, interests, personalities, politics, etc. - showed up early. We are unique and that, of course, is as it should be.
Dynamics are one thing. Given differences and likenesses and 40 (or more) years of history, they are what they are at any given time. Changes in these dynamics are likely to occur organically. They may change because of proximity, the birth of children, death of parents (or any one of us) or a number of other life events.
Historically, families may have been much more interdependent; sharing the same cave and hunting for the benefit of all, farming together and then dividing the farm up after the folks are gone. Of course, there was always somebody in the family who would strike out for the frontier or some other opportunity and looking for experiences they couldn't find in the family cave. This is what happens at great regularity today. This happened to all of us, to one degree or another. Anyone left in Brigham or planning to return?
Mom made a comment once (and I'm paraphrasing) that families tend to operate and interact based on history and may not be as able to understand the significant changes and growth we experience outside of the family dynamic - which of course changes the dynamic.
We choose our friends and they choose us. We don't choose our families (or our in-laws). It may be that we, as siblings, would never have chosen to be friends. I think it highly unlikely, actually. But here we are. Sharing the same DNA and stuck with each other. I can live with that.
I think that we, as siblings, are at a time of life that requires a great deal of our attention and energy to be focused on our own families, careers, communities and interests. I suspect that later when the demands of our daily lives change we'll communicate more with each other.
Politics: I'm disgusted and saddened. At times I feel on the verge of existential despair.
Wanship: I may not spend the rest of my life here - but I just might. Every day is beautiful and quiet and spacious. Wildlife is abundant. Fishing is down the road. The country is full of friendly people. Today we watched the Bald Eagles, that nest down at the river, descend on a small deer carcass that died from the winter a couple hundred feet from our front room windows. Magnificent birds! Made me hungry for venison. Drop by if you're ever in the neighborhood.
Love, Charley
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