Okay... this is my third time trying to comment. And I just wanted to say, "SO TRUE!" I don't know if it's Blogger or me or the computer Gods having a little fun with my nerves, but I've had horrible luck trying to reach out and touch people today. :)
The only people who chose me are my parents. My sister's stuck with me. Yeah, family is people who you would never associate with under any other circumstances. I fit more into the fabric of my father's family; so when I visit my mother's family, I feel like an ugly duckling. When I visit my father's family, it feels like relaxing on a comfy couch.
The other side to this "coin" is that family are the people you don't put up a false face for; the people who love you for who you are, warts and all. My best friends are my family--the people I didn't choose.
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Ha! Truer words were never spoken!
I tried to come here the other day and Blogger said you did not exist. The nerve!
preachin' to the choir, ma'am.
Okay... this is my third time trying to comment. And I just wanted to say, "SO TRUE!" I don't know if it's Blogger or me or the computer Gods having a little fun with my nerves, but I've had horrible luck trying to reach out and touch people today. :)
Ah, but what about in-laws? On some level, we chose them. Oy.
hil-AR-ious. oh, Marcie. where have you been all my life.
I really hope we can make Vegas a reality, at some point.
seriously.
The only people who chose me are my parents. My sister's stuck with me. Yeah, family is people who you would never associate with under any other circumstances. I fit more into the fabric of my father's family; so when I visit my mother's family, I feel like an ugly duckling. When I visit my father's family, it feels like relaxing on a comfy couch.
The other side to this "coin" is that family are the people you don't put up a false face for; the people who love you for who you are, warts and all. My best friends are my family--the people I didn't choose.
Love,
Mom
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