Saturday, April 2, 2011

Family

I'm a family kinda gal. I love seeing my family, even if I dread it. They mean the world to me, but my oh my, are we a strange group...

I grew up with my mom's family, and they're an interesting bunch. Most of them live in Boston, and they all sound like it, which I love. I love listening to people with different accents, because I don't really have much of one myself. Yay for growing up in Alaska! lol anyway, it's a huge Irish Catholic family, which kinda sounds cliche, but I love my big family. There's always something going on, there's always a fun get together, someone's always pregnant/engaged/some big news, and there's no shortage of little cousins to play with, at any age. I think we have someone for every number between 0 and 50.

Mom and Grandma were the ones who raised me, and when I was 12, my stepdad came into the picture. That also meant a new brother. SO I had two brothers, and was still wishing for a sister. I DO love my brothers though, don't get me wrong. lol plus, being the only girl, I got my own room. What's not to love about that?

In high school, I got a new family, sort of, who took me in and helped me graduate. I love this family so much, because of their kindness and generosity and love, even though I wasn't technically blood related. Haha, I finally got a sister, and not just one, but two! And to top it off, I got 4 new brothers. That means I am one of 10! Yikes lol

I'm finally getting a chance to meet and get to know my dad's side of the family, and sometimes I think I'm more like them than my mom's, because they're all wacky and fun and crazy in basically the same ways I am. Heck, one of them is a director, a big movie dude like me :D Wicked excited to see them, because it's like a missing piece of my life is finally falling into place.

I am the one connector between these different parts of my family. They don't always get along, don't always see eye to eye, and they have a rather nasty habit of fighting for time with me. I love being wanted like that, but I don't like being made to feel guilty for not being to visit every single one of them every time I come up for air from this place. But you know... I love em, all of them. The crazy ones, the "normal" ones, the older ones, the little tiny ones who are brand new to our family; all of them. And that's really all I actually want to say.

~Char

Kemp/Manning/Blunck/Brooks/Cahill/Morgan/Derby/Wallace/Hunter

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