I have been wondering all day what to write about. I don’t want to bore anyone with incessant
goings on about my son (although he’s absolutely adorable). I’m not necessarily one to get into political
arguments so I’m definitely not going there.
I could write about how my dog is overweight and has to be on a diet or
the fact that my cat is weird but eh. So
I did all the other things I needed to do and then it smacked me right in the forehead.
Family. There’s so
much that goes into being a family that that little word does not do it
justice. Not in my opinion anyhow. You have your ups and your downs. There are
fights and there are hugs. You cry
together and laugh together. Distance
may separate you. Age may separate
you. Some families have feuds that last
a lifetime and some are pretty much like the Cleavers.
We all have that one family member that drives us up the
wall. You know the one I’m talking
about. If you say you don’t have one
then something is wrong. We all have our
own attitudes and preferences and from time to time they clash with other family
members. That is completely okay. The real meaning of family is being there for
one another. Whether it is being there
to hold each other in times of sadness or to loosen the salt shaker at family
picnics, we need each other. After all,
that’s what we’re here for.
Family relationships are always dynamic. I think one of the most awesome things about
family is all of the little quirks. The
most beautiful part is coming together when something is wrong (even if it is
that ONE family member who you can’t stand to be around). Always remember that you are loved and needed
by your family and never take them for granted.
P.S. If any of my
family reads this…don’t look at me if the salt shaker comes open =P
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