Today is Thanksgiving in the United States. I was fortunate enough to have my brother and sister-in-law in town so we celebrated yesterday since they leave this morning. And will celebrate again this afternoon.
Mostly because there’s still chocolate cheesecake left.
So, during the time of reflection (aka feast preparation time), I would like to share with you my thoughts on family.
Family makes you humble. Brothers, sisters and parents remember you when and they’re not afraid to share the stories complete with photos to anyone who will listen (or who you are trying to impress).
Family is never what you expect. Siblings become fixed points in our lives so it’s an adjustment to look at them as they are not for the wrongs they’ve done or the fun times. In the end, I’ve let go of the bad, remembered the good and documented the embarrassing (for future blackmail purposes).
Family is always the first to let you know when you’re wrong (sometimes with a tad too much zealotry), but they usually stand on your side and will concoct enough BS to confuse the issue when the same mistake is pointed out by others.
Family are among the biggest cheerleaders. I’m always surprised how many of my siblings tell others of my writing. Of course, I’m always bragging about my brothers and sisters (in-laws or not) and they’re amazing accomplishments.
Family keeps us young. I’ll always be the youngest, but they’ll always expect me to be grown up.
Family teaches the all important survival tool: Humor. Trust me, they’re more than willing to have a laugh at my expense I might as well join in.
Family are the folks we’re born into, the people we accept in our lives and the ones who drag us into theirs.
Now before you all think I grew up in some Hollywood sitcom family, mine is a highly dysfunctional family. We laugh. We fight. We have elephantine memories of past wrongs. And Tupperware memories of who we are (which vanish with a glance in the mirror). We avoid each other at reunions because of all that blackmail material.
But I wouldn’t trade them for anything.
And to my family, whether by blood or choice, please know that I didn’t base that character on you and kindly ignore the fingers crossed behind my back:-)