Book of D: Family History

As my spouse and I were navigating through today's "to list," we decided to stop at one of our local 'Goodwill' stores. Neither one of us had anything in particular to scour for, so we each went separate ways. I found myself in the household area; there's a poster I designed for our beloved, late cat Caty, and I decided to look for a wooden frame that would do the poster justice. That is when these coffee mugs caught my eye.

It made me sad to see them on the shelf at this second-hand store because the cups must have meant something to the person who created them for their family reunion. It reminded me of the family blog I created for my family way before Mom passed away. It's been a long time since I have updated the blog; several babies have been born into the family, but the death of my dear Mama seems to be the catalyst for my unmotivated prowess these last few years, which is why the blog has gone without much updating. The lowly mug at the moth-smelling Goodwill was yet another reminder of the day's earlier discussion with my spouse about how as we get older, we tend to get wiser, maybe even cynical, regarding things and people and how it makes us less wanton as we mature to want to be around others or to go out of our way for the benefit of others when we know nothing really benefits anyone. So, in summation, what does anything we do even matter if we're just going to be an afterthought - like the family reunion mugs at Goodwill.