I’ve been thinking about my two families – my biological one (to whom I am very close to) and my weird*** one that are made up of friends whom I’ve come to view as a second family.
My second family is really weird and a big mess – one’s like a responsible, straight forward, cheeky sister; another like a quirky, funny but probably the most mature of the bunch niece; and the other one…is a clumsy, childish, unidentifiable species that I’m responsible for (though he’ll tell you otherwise).
And then there’s me. Amongst the biggest joker and stirrer out of all of us…and I am the coolest person of the bunch 😄
Oh, and then there’s my both biological and WP brother J-M’s History Corner who is…an old grouchy nerd that thinks that he’s wittier and smarter than me. In his dreams!
We are, to put it bluntly, a mess.
But that’s what families are, aren’t they? A big, glorious mess.
Cause it takes all sorts to make a family – weirdos, geniuses, jokers, artists, the Grouches and the Serious Ones, the pranksters…and not to mention the riff-raff.
We all fit together like pieces of a puzzle. We all bring out the best (and worst) out of each other. And we can bang heads.
But that’s what makes us a family.
It’s not limited by whom you are related or married to.
It can be anybody.
And that’s why it’s such a wonderful mess.
And yes, the two families mentioned are mine 🙂
To the two families: You can kill me now
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