The Icelandic Canadian - 01.12.2001, Page 30

The Icelandic Canadian - 01.12.2001, Page 30
156 THE ICELANDIC CANADIAN Vol. 56 #3 learned from my Amma amma is to never let your age inhibit your life. Of course her physical capabilities became limited as she grew older, but she never let her age dull her spirit. Up until the last few years of her life she always seemed involved in, and up for, any activity, whether knitting, attend- ing a nursing home or festival event, or being interviewed for yet another newspa- per. She would go outside to look at the lake whenever possible and tell stories or sing for whoever would listen. I also do not believe one week passed where my great- aunt Anna did not come in to color the gray out of her mother's hair. When asked about her longevity, Amma Amma claimed the secret to her long life was coffee. If I were asked that question, I would say with conviction that it was truly her hard work and the love she gave and received to and from her family. The characteristics I have mentioned I strongly believe my Amma amma successfully passed down to every member of my family, of which there are more than one-hundred of us still living. The two men I admire the most, my father and grandfather, or Afi, definitely possess aspects of my great-grandmother. They have both lived their lives believing in hard work, devotion, the importance of humour, and unconditional love. My Afi, who could turn any situation into a joke, worked his way up the corpo- rate ladder to become President of the Manitoba Hydro - Electric Power Company, while raising four children who adored him. My father has been a Unitarian Universalist Minister for about twenty years, is very well respected, and puts up quite well with a crazy daughter and equal- ly crazy wife, who think he is the most wonderful man alive. With influences like these in my life, I can only hope to turn out half as successful as they did. Though I can attribute much of my life lessons to imme- diate family members, I can't forget those who I am not as close to, but have still affected my life greatly. As I stated before, there are over one- hundred members still making up the Arnason clan. Most are cousins in some form or another. The most special thing about our family is that though many of us only are in contact once a year at festival time, the bond is there no matter what. After a year, you are still greeted with a hug and a friendly grin. Every family member, even the new in-laws (or out-laws as we like to call them), is welcomed with open arms and a dozen questions about how your year has been. I'd have to say, that once you are a member of the Arnason family, you are a member for life. Whether separated by divorce or distance, you are never forgotten. The need to never forgot where you have come from is also con- stantly present, as is the sense of humour that I described in my Amma amma. Just last summer a few cousins put together a slide show of all the cousins of my father's generation and their parents when they were young. Cousins Susan and Debbie, dressed as the two old ladies who used to work at the Gimli movie theatre, gave us tickets, served us popcorn, and encouraged the entire family to sit back, relax, and remember. At intermission the youngest cousins of my generation per- formed the Dixie Chicks song "Goodbye Earl." All generations seemed to blend together till we were just one mass of happy Icelanders who wanted nothing more but to simply be in that moment. The night was wonderful and I think I can speak for everyone when I say we felt com- plete. Being an Arnason has meant so much to me. It means that I must be hardwork- ing, caring, and open to new possibilities. It means that I must have a sense of humor in all situations. It means that I can never for- get where I have come from or any of those who have helped me along the way. Most of all it means that family is the most important thing anyone can have and one should never take that for granted. In my mind Gimli, Manitoba, Canada will always be the most magical place on earth, but I must remember where the magic has really come from. I must remember what makes this tiny town truly feel like home.

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