Fate

It had been about six years since my brothers and I hadn’t seen our aunts or cousins. We were all very excited to visit them in Indiana. We were expecting very cold weather, you know snowstorms and of the like, and so packed very warm for the trip. As we picked up our luggage in the overcrowded room, I searched around the room looking for my aunt. I could not find her if my life depended on it, she said she would be waiting in front of the gift shop but was nowhere to be found. I decided to give her a call and as the phone was ringing I saw a small lady with a little boy attached to her hand pick up her phone, I couldn’t believe it she was right in front of me the whole time but I just didn’t recognize her. I rushed over and gave her a huge hug as I towered over her and the little boy and hadn’t remembered being that much taller than her. It was so great being able to see her again, she was one of my favorite aunts growing up, I would follow her everywhere and cry every time she left the room (well this is what they told me, I was too young to recall). I looked down at the little boy and asked him his name, he answered shyly, “Luuis.” I asked him if he knew who I was, he paused and then replied, “My sister.” We all laughed, I guess he didn’t fully understand that we are cousins and just knew that we are related in some way. As we spent more time with them I realized that there was something different. My aunt just seemed a lot happier. During our stay there she would always be singing praises to the Lord, at the dinner table, in the car rides, pretty much anywhere. At first I thought it was pretty weird. I hadn’t seen her like this before but after a while I wanted to have this same passion, I wanted to share in this happiness that she had. After coming back home I wanted things to change, I began to get more involved at church and am starting to understand that joyfulness that my aunt has.