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The way in which we communicate has changed in the recent decades. Now so many of us communicate more via text messaging and instant messenger than we do by picking up the phone and having a conversation or better yet talking to someone in person. This collection deals with different ways that we can communicate with loved ones, let them know that while out of sight they are not out of mind, and also reminding us that face to face one-on-one conversations are good for the soul. In Game of Cards, we become flies on the wall at family game night. The dinner is done, plates have been taken away and outcomes the Uno cards. Everyone is focused on being the winner but of course only one can be victorious. But when the game is over the connection that the family has with each other is unmatchable, especially the beautiful moment between a grandchild and their grandmother. In Silent Talks a teacher brings to the forefront a concept to her students that we just don't communicate the way we used to. This is further explored when a student goes home and their mother asks them how their day was, they realize that their immediate response of a one-word answer mirrors exactly what their teacher had spoken on, our lack of communication. The first step was accepting that maybe there is another way, possibly even a better way to communicate and the next step was taking action. As the teenager anxiously sits on their parent’s bed waiting for them to come home, the door opens and like two best friends they sit and they talk, they share stories about how their day has been. It seems simple in conception but sometimes the best way to connect to loved ones is just to take the time and be willing to have a conversation.

How We Connect to Loved Ones

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  • All the colors in a rainbow

    Banding together in their specific light

    And down they fall

    Onto the cardstock

    Into the box

    Onto the dusty shelf

    The time has come for us to celebrate

    It is Sunday afternoon

    Post family dinner, we all gather

    Surrounding the dining room table

    That held all the laughter

    All the times my baby cousin grabbed mashed potatoes

    And slapped them on the white lace tablecloth

    Gravy drips from the bottom of the edge where my

    Dad sat

    He eats like a starving animal sometimes

    Granny reminds him there is always more

    So much more

    More for him and everyone else

    She cooks like we are a family of twelve

    There are only six

    The spread looks like we are a tribe

    Dad says granny can’t let go of the people who have gone

    When her husband died, she made six cakes and two

    Apple pies for family dinner

    When mom was sick and couldn’t make it to dinner

    She sent us home with three full plates

    Of food.

    All the food.

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