Sunday, April 26, 2009

I miss my family...

This is just one of the many branches... and this is not even everybody... but this portrait in my ways symbolises the colourful, beautiful, happy heritage that is mine. We are plentiful...and scattered but the love is there. More than can be put into words.

I can't believe it took leaving and living in isolation for me to see just how much of a great heritage I have. I certainly appreciate them now. I guess it is the struggle to between the individual and the collective- separating yourself to find your identity only to recognise that essentially, you are part of the whole. Flaws and all.

Blood thicker than water.


Azikiwe said...

..time to start the "Morrison Lodge"
might be as powerful as the global cabal...;-)

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