Tues in some Druid terms means family. It was the day you spent with your family.
Thinking about my family, I have three half brothers, a half sister. My mom as far as I know is still living, my biological dad is dead, my stepdad is dead. All my grandparents, all three sets, are dead. I got two cousins on my dad's side, the boy was going to the Marines, the girl to study for being a librarian. Got one first cousin on mom's side, a whole "hill's" worth of other various cousins.
When I'm out people often comment I look like some Smith, or Brown, Thomas, Johnson they knew. Some have said I looked like Osama bin Laden, some say I'm Mexican, Spanish, Hispanic, Asian. Others still comment that I'm surely Native American, a few even see African in me. I've always had an innate ability to go anywhere and fit in, yet I don't fit in anywhere.
I often drift into my noise off mode. That's where you still everything inside yourself, let muscle memory, memory, training, experience guide your movement. That can lead to me walking into rooms behind someone and giving them a start when they turn. I don't do it intentionally, it just comes to me naturally. Part of something that got "put" into me, I was told, had no "off" switch. Yep, I'm a sneaky f**ker.
Something which dawned on me today, I'm a self-made man. Can recall all the Pawpaws teaching me all kinds of stuff, hearing all the old tales of how "it used to be". I come into manhood slowly due in part to the medical stuff different in me, in part because my mind/soul hadn't matured enough to "get there" any sooner. When I did get there, it was of my own doing. No father or dad ever guided my path. I took all the Pawpaws learnings, an uncle balancing how "it used to be" with how "it is now", made myself a man.
Here I am a man, but no real family. Wife leaving, but I get the cat. The rest of my family, dead or away. Reckon that's alright too. We all come in and go out alone.
Please note: I'm not feeling down, depressed, sad. I've just come to acceptance, a kind of peace I guess. Life is what it is, always was and always will be. No point to fight what is inevitable, invincible. I'm okay, as is said, amor fati.