It is 2 pm and I am dying to get out here, my work office, today. My work rarely keeps me interested these days. It is more about project management and project budgets and boring stuff like that.
Spent yesterday at my Mom's house in Leisure Village West (Manchester, NJ). Looked thru some old pictures that she had from my Uncle who dies about a month ago. Uncle Victor was old school from Latvia. The photos gave me a sense of my family and roots that I don't have much touch with. Also, got me thinking about the lives of my family. those of my family that are already deceased or reached senior citizen status such as my parents. They had live as rich or as boring as mine. Puntuated by family get togethers for Christmas or the 4th of July which would invariably yield photographs. Photographs that sit in albulms, almost forgotten until someone, perhaps a child like me, looks through and marvels at how young the adults look and wonders what kind of cool and fun party they are having. Now, I am starting to learn that they were the same boring or exciting parties that we all have. Even looking back to photots of family from the 1930's and earlier, I think people led the same core lives.