My Family

Had one of those weekends where you wonder what the purpose of your existence is. You know the ones where the daily grind just rubs on you and you feel like throwing in the towel?

On Sunday afternoon my family (who I had not gotten together with for a long time) had a party for my Mom, my Niece Nikki, and my Nephew Jaidens birthdays. I dragged my feet going because I was feeling so...."blah". As I was walking to the park area where the party was, 2 of my sisters came running up to me and grabbed Tyson from me and were just squealing and ooooing and ahhhing over him. I instantly knew this was the place I needed to be. The entire party I didn't have to hold that baby unless I asked to (and I had been holding him a LOT that weekend). It felt soooo great. They made fun of Bella's bangs that I hacked, I did my best impression of Paytons Flag Football games (he just stands there and plays with his mouth guard the whole time) and I forced Katrina to "Sit on Uncle Deans lap for a picture!"

With Family, my children are thought of as amazing and beautiful and their children are equally amazing to me. With Family, I can pig out with out worrying about what anyone else thinks. With Family, I can laugh at the lamest things that non-family totally wouldn't get. With Family, I am just comfortable.

I come from a large Family of 9. One is no longer with us but I'm sure he was smiling and laughing right along with us on that beautiful day. As siblings we grew up fighting like cats and dogs, but as family we are fiercely loyal and never say anything we wouldn't say to someones face. We just don't have the jealousies, or competitions, or nit-picky (is that a word?) things that I hear about in a lot of other Families. I don't know if it's because we've been through so much together, but I don't want it to ever change. I truly want complete happiness for each and every one of them and their families.

I'm so grateful that I went to that party, returned to my roots and remembered why I love family so much.