Unfortunately the title for this entry is not about pregnancy.
I wish. We wish....that is Kristin and I. Maybe soon. Who knows?
The title for this entry is in regards to the Family Reunion/Birthday Party Kristin and I were just in Tennessee for. Last weekend we were in Tellico Plains, TN for our annual family reunion and celebration of my Grandparents 90th birthdays.
My Grandma and Grandpa. 90 years young!
I love my family. Even the crazy ones.
I have no doubt that all of you share with me the frustrations that families and all of their dysfunctions can cause. But nevertheless they are family. They are my family.
The cousin that knows that certain "beverages" will not be provided, but brings his own to compensate. BYOB I guess!
The Aunt whose kids weren't able to come, and she lets everyone know this over and over and over and over again!!
The 3rd (maybe 4th, I can't do familial math) cousin who brings her pet chihuahua Paris....no kidding.....and lets the darn thing run free in the meeting hall and at the outdoor Church picnic later on Sunday. She was a treat.....the dog and the cousin!
I could go on and on, but I won't. Because it doesn't matter. They are my family and I love them all. Because that is what unconditional love is. It's hard....but it's necessary. Once we set conditions on our love we set up a limbo stick for people to contort and twist under. And what for? For our own amusement?
Sometimes I think about my crazy family and thank God that were all loco in the head. Because otherwise it would just be boring. Lord knows I would rather be crazy than boring!
I thought the shirt was funny to wear to a family reunion.....me, Grandpa, and my cousin Jarrod.
