Aren't families interesting? Is there such a thing as a family that isn't dysfunctional in some way or other?
I think about my family today, on this, my father's 82nd birthday.
We've been trying to plan a get-together to celebrate, and my sister insisted that we hold the party at her place, but she couldn't decide what day was best. Of course there are many things going on as the school year comes to an end, and we needed to make plans, but she just never let us know until two days ago. Jeez, thanks.
As my family gets together for one celebration or another, I know that if I weren't related to these people, I would have nothing else in common with them, and I certainly wouldn't seek to celebrate with them. Will my children think the same thing in twenty years?
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Last night, my daughter, out of the blue, says, "I'm glad you're my dad."
A father could not ask for higher praise.
Saturday, May 14, 2005
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