Family is defined as a group of parents and children living together in a household. It is also defined as a group of people related to one another by blood or by marriage.
I’ve recently emailed my extended family to gather their important dates, addresses, all that stuff. I am terrible at keeping in contact with people… I feel like I am always running around and I never have time to stop. Well, obviously I have time to stop or I wouldn’t be writing my days away here, but…. I’m hard pressed to find tons of time to call up just to chat, and honestly, I tend not to phone people unless I have something specific I need to tell them or ask. Not one for idle chatter I suppose.
Family is important to me… and the older I’ve gotten, the more important it’s become. Not in a “you can depend on family but not friends” kind of way… I’ve realized how easily family can slip away. Family is usually always there for you. Not for mundane day to day stuff, but the big stuff. The important stuff. Weddings and funerals, births and new homes, you know, the milestones we measure our lives by, but not necesarily the things that happen inbetween.
In the past two days I’ve had people comment on my arm. I look down and realize I have so much done. I forget. It’s dedicated to family. I have a piece for dad planned, for my grandparents… more family. My family may not agree with how I remember my family, but family is an ever present theme in my daily life. Funny what reminds me of it and when.
