Families are complicated. They are our past and they carry us many times (in my case) - all the time into the future. They know our hurts, they know our joys. They love us and they hate us. They understand us and so many times don't get "it" at all. If they (or you) follow Christ, they share with you the greatest Love possible, but sometimes that gets jacked up too because we are flawed and mean. They also carry us when the burden is too great. They lift us up and they make us laugh. They know when to call and they know when to bring chocolate. They know when the only medicine is to listen and they know who we are deep down because they are there. They are always there. Families are complicated. They are complicated and wonderful and hard and amazing and dynamic and great and strong and terrifying and heartbreaking and I am thankful.
I am thankful for mine. We are all jacked up in so many ways. But we are also kind and loving and generous and sweet and gracious and we are together. In all the crap that we have been through - we are together. We are not in any of this alone.
Thank God we are not alone.
Today my mom told me that my Grandma Mott is in congestive heart failure and that her kidneys are failing. They are discussing hospice. I love my Grandma Mott. I love my family. I may not have the words or know exactly how to act when I am with them because I am a social imbecile, but I love them. I have to know that they know that and that we are together on this. Not on her being so sick -but on us being a family. Because that is what families do.
We "be" together.
Here is the last picture I have with the four of us. It is in 2004 and since then, Grandpa has passed and I have stopped wearing overalls.
I love my family and that fact is not complicated at all. So won't you please pray for my Grandma and for my Dad -she is his mom. And that our family will be surrounded with peace and love.
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