Family

Having only recently seen the movie Hairspray, I am still humming many of the songs, like "Good Morning Baltimore". Since I am actually in Baltimore, I keep wanting to sing it on the streets when I go out. Luckily for everyone, I have managed to resist this temptation.

I am in Baltimore to visit my sister and brother. She lives here with her family, and he is visiting here with his family on a mission trip with his church from Jackson, Mississippi. It's the first time in a few years that we've all been in the same place at the same time.

Since our parents are no longer living, it's just the three of us to keep our family history and memories alive. We are finding out that while we grew up under the same roof, we seem to have sometimes grown up with different parents. But that's the great thing about family - you learn about each other and your parents by sharing those family stories. It's your family who remembers all those stories you want to forget, but also hold all those stories that you want to remember.

It's great to have a little time together, to remember and laugh and appreciate where we come from. We've been there from the beginning, and will be there at the end, telling stories all along the way. There's no history like your own family history, and the best storytellers are those who were with you every step of the way.