We All Have Our Roots

I'm a little contemplative today and this shot kind of brings it out. We all have our roots, don't we? Where we come from, who are family is and how important they are. I guess with Uncle John's open heart surgery looming on Friday, it's made me do some thinking. Uncle John is the last remaining member, in his age group, 81 years old, in my family. We have no parents, grandparents, aunts or uncles left. There are cousins, but we are all so far apart, it's almost like they don't exist or we have lost touch completely. Kind of sad really. I keep my son and his family as close as I can and even though they are not blood, I have a few I consider family.

Anyway, it;s hump day - we're moving forward.