Sometimes
I feel far away from my extended family out in St. Louis, but at those times I
try to remember that my whole family – my endless family, actually – is always
with me. The Salsich family is just a small part of my whole family. I belong
to the universe, not just the Salsichs. Among my many brothers and sisters are
the stars and seas and rivers and white chairs on porches and pine trees and
tables in living rooms – all the things made from the brother and sister atoms
formed by the Big Bang some 15 billion years ago. Al and Pete and Joe and Mike
are my brothers, but so are all the living things that share this earth’s atmosphere.
Barbara and Susie and Maysie and Cat are my sisters, but so are the birds that breathe
in and breathe out in our backyard, and so are the gray grass blades just
showing through the snow. Yes, most of my human family seems far off in the
Midwest, but fortunately for me, they and my whole, undivided, and never-ending
family is forever with me.
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