I love our yearly hike to the bamboo forest. Perhaps after such large eating, hiking just feels good, but the beautiful Texas fall weather is a factor, the air with a hint of cold and the sunshine with a hint of warm. The turkey dinner leftovers wafting through the air with a touch of wood smoke. And the hikers,eager to get on the move.
Every year the bamboo expands, encroaches, spreads. Just like family. The little kids are just a little bit bigger, the big kids more bigger and mature, and the continuity of family increasing with births and marriages,
I missed my three boys. I missed their appetites, their ooohs and aaahs over my cooking, their eagerness to dive back into the leftovers, their jokes, hugs and spirit. But I know they're still a part of my forest. We're just spread out a bit this year