Family is so important and it becomes even more important when some of them are far off in distant lands. My brother arrived for Christmas this year. The first time we have had Christmas for about 10 years since he left to go to London. We talked, we were silent, but most of all I think we enjoyed each others company. I realised how much he and I had relaxed about life. I told him I loved him when he left. It was the right thing and it felt good. See ya bro.
The family holiday was a trip down the East coast and central to south of the North Island, finsihing in the capital city of NZ Wellington. We played card games the favourite being scum. Good game and good for a laugh. I realise and probably have for awhile now that family are people and are to be cherrished, just like our beliefs and loves.
