...a pretty big mystery to me. I don't really want to write this one right now but since I've done them in order thus far I intend to continue to for the rest of them. My family is a source of happiness and a source of contention. I love them for many reasons and we just don't see eye to eye on most everything. I value family for what it is meant to be - these are the people who are in your life no matter what (well, mostly they are). So whether or not you are similar to them, you must try to accept and value them as they are. This is something that I have had serious challenges with as has the rest of my family. We never seemed to really learn the idea of accepting each other for who they are; we kind of want who each other is to change.
I love my family regardless of how much I like them at any given time. Our shared experiences create a bond which tends to be stronger than formed bonds (although life has proven that any bond can be broken or injured to a certain extent). What do I know about family? Not much. Perhaps in five or ten years I will have a better understanding of what family means and how to be a better member of one! Only time will tell.
