Seaman is my maternal family’s name. It’s not just a name, but a way of life. Through unfortunate circumstances, I have lost touch with many of my relatives, but thanks to Facebook, I’ve been able to keep in touch with some relatives, for which I owe my mother a debt of gratitude. It’s not always easy to communicate to members of my family, and I understand that; we are not social butterflies who have zillions of friends we see or talk to on a daily basis. We are a family of deep, intellectual thinkers, and socializing is no one’s forte in our family. It’s taken me some time, but I am at the point where now I get it, and it’s really okay. We each have our own way of expressing ourselves, and when we don’t , it’s not to be taken personally for the rest of the family; there are lots of deep-rooted feelings inside that we would love to get out, but we don’t always know how, or, it’s just plain uncomfortable. I get it. For me, some of the best ways of expressing myself is through scrapbooking and photography. I know, UGH, scrapbooking? Really? But yes, it’s my way of journaling with photos in a bit of a more artisitic sense rather than just shoving my words into a book for no one to see. Sometimes I want others to see what I feel, but my words fail me, and this is my answer. I open myself up more on my blog than in any other way, especially in person. Here is just a prime example of something I have been needing to get off my chest to a dear uncle I miss (thank you for the photo, cousin Vanessa!!)
All in all, my bottom line is that I want to tell you, Uncle John, that I love and miss you. You are in my heart and on my mind quite often, and I am ever so grateful for getting back in touch with Vanessa, and I thank her for sending me an email of this photo which I love. Let’s hope we don’t lose touch again, shall we? Best regards and much love to you and Aunt Ruthie.
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