We are Family

See? We’ve always been happy and sooooo close.

Come on, sing it with me!

We are family!  All my brothers, sisters and me!

I have to tell you, I have an awesome family. I’m lucky, I know. I have six siblings and we all have each others’ backs. And that’s an amazing feeling.

It’s good to know when stuff really sucks in your life, there is someone there who GETS IT and accepts you and lets you vent and helps you out.

It’s awesome to know when things are tough in your family, you can lean on each other for support and comfort.

But the best part? We help each other. Without expecting anything in return.

I know we learned that from my Dad. He was a giver and didn’t expect repayment. He had a bizarre set of arbitrary rules but he was a man of conviction and morals. He passed that down to his children, thankfully. His grandchildren are currently undergoing the “Dadisms” training. When I hear some of this stuff come out of my mouth, I’m all, “OMG MY WORST NIGHTMARE. I HAVE JUST BECOME MY PARENTS.”

But that’s a compliment, you see. Because they did a pretty awesome job, in my opinion.

Of course, sometimes I say yes too much. Sometimes I give and give and give some more and then give more and then I’m completely depleted. I have had toxic people in my life that sucked me dry. It took me a loooong time to figure that out. It also took me a long time to understand I didn’t have to help everyone. I only had to care enough to want to.

Learning to say, “no” was a learning experience. Of course, I’m still a proud card-carrying member of the “too stupid to say no” club (PTO). But that’s different because I get a high from volunteering.

(OK, I need to learn to say “no” there, too. Of course, you could have told me that last year when I volunteered to be the co-chair at both schools. Thanks a lot! Some friends you are!)

Where was I?

Right. Family.

Just to give you an example, I have one brother that lives three blocks in one direction and one brother five blocks the other direction. Mom and another brother in the next town over, and only one of three sisters more than an hour;s drive away.

We’re there for one another. We didn’t always get along so well (Mooooom!  He’s breeeeeeathing on meeeeee!) and sometimes we still drive each other crazy, but we’ve always loved each other. You know, when we weren’t busy stealing each other’s stuff or making faces behind each others’ backs.

(Shhhh…sometimes we still do that. Yes, we’re in our thirties and fourties. Never said we were mature.)

And no, you can’t have my family. They’re mine and I’m not sharing. So there.

About Marj Hatzell

Marj Hatzell climbed Mount Everest, explored the Amazon and swam across the English Channel. Not really, but she's the mother of two kids with special needs so SAME THING. She prefers dogs over people, which means she has STELLAR social skills. Marj isn't a writer but she plays one on tv. Marj also goes to eleven. You can find her at her non-paying day job, the wildly unsuccessful blog The Domestic Goddess, on Twitter, and on Facebook. She also has a not-so-new and definitely-not-successful-and-ignored blog at The Crazy Dog Lady and Facebook page no one visits.

Comments

  1. Lucky you! My Mom is from a family of six kids and they are pretty close. I have one younger sister, and we’re not real good about keeping in touch. I don’t know why, I mean, we’re like Facebook friends and everything. My parents are awesome-I just wished they lived closer! They have helped me out more than I ever could repay them, and that’s pretty darn cool, because if it weren’t for them I’d probably be in a cardboard box.

    Good for you getting away from toxic people! They seem to be everywhere in my life. No wonder I just stay home. :-P

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  2. Crissie says:

    Or rearranging each others cupboards, or writing funny posts on whiteboards, or …you get the idea :) Our family is indeed blessed and I thank God for the way Mom and Dad raised us every day…especially when I see how awesome our kids are.

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