Yesterday being the date of my Aunt Jane’s death I decided it would be appropriate to go see her grave out in Naples. Thinking about the last time I had seen my Uncles, John and Doug at her funeral, I realized that could very likely be the last if I don’t do something about it. Jane was the link that kept us together. Every few years they would visit at my Moms house around Christmas time, this event was usually inspired by Jane.
Lucas and I packed up a few diapers and headed out to Middlesex, Lucas was going to meet his Great Uncles. My Uncles stay in the same house where my Grandpa Joe and Grandma Florence used to live. I stopped at the Source on the way to pick up the Owl Pandora charm. This silver owl will always remind me of my Mothers family and the day I spent with my Uncles in attempt to reconnect with them. It was a very chilly gray day. I stopped along the way for some photographs to capture the feel of the trip.
Really I had intended to photograph my Uncles and the old house, but upon my arrival it felt invasive to do so. They hadn’t a clue I was on my way. When I pulled my beat up Honda Civic into the driveway I excitedly removed Lucas from his car seat. John walked out the front door into the driveway peering at us while I greeted him, “Hi Uncle John, I want you to meet my son Lucas”. John invited us in and I nervously blabbed at them, fed Lucas, and changed his diaper. I explained that I wanted to visit Jane, but did not know where to find her. Doug suggested that John take us.
As John sat in the driver seat I realized he was not going to reposition the chair. He left it as is and looked very funny driving all cramped up. He slowly drove us to the cemetery, telling me about Naples along the way. When we arrived he asked me if I knew why each of his parents had died. Wow, I had forgotten. John gave me brief explanations as I stared at their tomb stones. We kept it short and headed back to the house.
Well, I’m gonna just take off from here, I don’t want to wake Lucas, I said. I opened my door and walked around the car to the driver side. John opened his arms to hug me, something I wouldn’t have expected. We said goodbye and he told me how nice it was that I popped in. On the drive home I was so aware of how much control I do have over my life. There was no reason to blame them or anyone else for the distance between us. I was elated. I finally learned to take these family matters into my own hands. I felt like an adult, like a wise old owl.