It is in the glory of the morning that I have seen my life clearly and have come to understand who I am. I now know where I have come from-the forces that brought a family together, tore it apart, helped it to heal, over and over again. I can see now how fragile life is, how it turns on a moment, how one step leads to another, how a journey down one road leads to another road. And I can make peace with what is.
It was your usual family reunion, I suppose, but important to us, for this was the time when we got to see our Chattanooga cousins. We met them at Chickamauga Lake, to the east of Chattanooga, Tennessee.
It is in the glory of the morning that I have seen my life clearly and have come to understand who I am. I now know where I have come from-the forces that brought a family together, tore it apart, helped it to heal, over and over again. I can see now how fragile life is, how it turns on a moment, how one step leads to another, how a journey down one road leads to another road. And I can make peace with what is.
It was your usual family reunion, I suppose, but important to us, for this was the time when we got to see our Chattanooga cousins. We met them at Chickamauga Lake, to the east of Chattanooga, Tennessee.