
The Simple Man Cruise may have embraced the “family reunion at sea” concept, better than I’ve ever seen it embraced. Not only because many brought along their own families, but because the kinship within the guest community is so viral, you can’t help but become a part of it. It flourishes through out the year on the message boards and at shows but comes to life once we sail away each year.
I know a thing or two about family reunions myself. Mine might not have involved 23 of my favorite bands, an all you can eat buffet or stops at tropical islands. However, it did include 23 members of the Humes’ family who drove and flew in from around the country to celebrate the “leader of the pack” (my Grandmother, “Lea Lea” as we call her) 80th birthday. Now, unlike many Simple Man cruisers who technically have the option to become a part of this gigantic family, we are all stuck with each other. And by stuck, I mean we are all lucky enough to have been born into a family who thrive off of each other, connect over the phone, internet and with letters while we aren’t together, and look forward to those limited but incredible moments that we get to spend all together as one big family.
It was nearly 10 years ago that all 23 of us were in the same place. Many have moved away from our hometowns, entered middle school, graduated from colleges and high schools, made career moves, traveled around the world, dated losers and found some winners, dyed our hair, got the braces off, got the braces on ( me! ughh, 24 with braces is not cool no matter how you spin it) but somehow we all ended up together for a weekend, in the midst of our crazy individual lives, to reconnect and recharge ourselves. I’m not a math wizard but by the time it took 23 people to each make 22 individual connections (someone has to know that formula!), have a piece of cake and sing happy birthday twice because it takes a long time to blow out 80 candles, we were already being whisked away from each other and back to our daily grinds. That seems to be the way it goes though, you always want that extra day, or that double encore. Although, I have to believe that you should always leave something wanting more, or else the charm of it’s presence would be lost.
I will certainly miss everyone; hopefully not for another 10 years, someone has to get married or have a milestone birthday before than. But like every genuine family, I know that even when our physical company is absent we’re there for each other with love and support and the distance keeps us interesting. I really believe a family is what you make it.
The “Word” dictionary describes family as : fam·i·ly n - 1.a group of people living together and functioning as a single household, usually consisting of parents and their children or 11. a branch of the Mafia or of a similar large criminal group
I disagree with the 1st, the 11th is more like it, disregarding the Mafia and criminal group. Our families are branches of us whether by blood or by common interests, they keep us who are and remind us when we’re not. They will travel by plane, car or BOAT to be together. Who’s at your family reunion?
- Melissa