Patio Reflections

For a few minutes,

thanks to technology,

my Hawaii-living-brother

was hanging out on the patio with Dad and me.

For just a few minutes.

We were enjoying a beautiful day.

We were on the deck.

under the magnolia tree that grows

outside my brother's childhood window.

It is in this place, under this tree,

 that I feel,

more than in any other place,

connected to my roots.

To the family that,

for better or worse,

shaped the deepest parts of my being.

Joining James for

Weekend Reflections