Day 3 here in Bali and a day where I questioned some basic assumptions.  We are fortunate to have a nephew who lives in Bali.  Today, he introduced us to his Balinese family. They took him in as one of their own throughout much of his life.


We went to their home.  35 people from one family all living together in what looked like a very small village.  Each person had their own room.  They had a small temple in the middle and a small dance floor for ceremonies.


All I could ever think of when I was growing up was how to get the hell out of my house ASAP. Today I saw 4 generations living together in the same tiny housing structure in Ubud and had been for decades.


I don't know which is right nor which is wrong, if there is such a thing.  


I do know there was something unique and warm about this home and this family.  Something that I feel I have missed, but did not know it until today.  It was hard to describe.  My household growing up had nothing like this.  There just seemed to be acceptance, connection and smiles and someday the words will come to me to describe this feeling, because it deeply affected me.   Or maybe they won't. 

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