This is the view that greeted me in the early morning light, when I woke to the sound of my cousins (2nd? 3rd? once, twice removed?) driving along the gravel road, heading to a golf meet-up somewhere nearby. Paul and I had a run scheduled instead, so I got up and made my obligatory morning cuppa, took it outside to admire the mountains surrounding Revelstoke. I've heard there are 50 or more of us here, representing 7 of the 10 siblings my maternal grandparents raised. We have one of those siblings here, my uncle, one of the last remaining two. And the company spans from his generation down to what would have been my grandma's great-great grandchildren. At least.
Many of the family are camped below us, either in tents or RVs or Fifth Wheels. We're all luxuried up on the top row of the campground in one of these cute little chalets. I'm happy to have the retreat. I've been surprised by the waves of emotions that threaten to submerge me. So odd to see familiar features manifest on a face I've never met before.
And I'm sorting so many memories, remembering sights and smells and sounds and anecdotes that no one in the universe has but me. And possibly one brother, although his will be from a different perspective, so back to no one else but me. Not sure what aspect of this has me hunkering down in a dark room with a box of Kleenex and a cup of tea while my big family plays outside in the sun, but there you have it. Perhaps more insight, or at least analysis, will come later.
For now, I'm freshening up the mascara and getting ready for dinner. Of the cousins I do know, I haven't seen most of them for 40 years, so I'd better get busy and store up more memories. And see if I can find one or two whose memories complement or resonate with my own.
Perhaps we can just label this post idiosyncratic, 'kay? I want to include it, despite its quirks, because there's something here, I think, I wonder, that has to do with life at 60. Not yet sure where the meaning inheres (I know very well that it doesn't cohere), but, to paraphrase something Lisa used to say regularly, It's as true as I know how to make it right now. Which, I admit, isn't very much.
I'll make up for this by posting a hat/WIW photo soon, okay?