You don’t choose your family. They are God’s gift to you, as you are to them. – Desmond Tutu
Before I was a mother, I was an aunt. I loved being an aunt. My sister was the first to have a baby. She married and had children 9 years before I had my munch. So, I have lots of practice with spoiling children because she had three.
Last year, my brother became a first time father and we welcomed another little one into our family. He is a beautiful little boy with the most heartwarming smile and he just celebrated his first birthday. Of course I was there with bells on delivering the cake pops and custom cookies that were ordered. It was a beautiful carnival themed affair in which everyone had a ball.
Including me. Especially munch. Family is the most important thing to me. I thrive on strong familial bonds and relationships. I don’t take for granted that I am close to my siblings. It wasn’t always the case, but we grew up. We had children and our children became cousins. My son is very close to his cousins because he’s an only child. Many times you can actually catch my siblings and I hugging and kissing each other when we get together. (It actually annoys my mother)/
Family isn’t about blood. It’s about strengthening the bonds between individuals. Don’t let petty differences, arguments or fights keep you from fixing your relationships. Tomorrow is not promised. I have mended relationships and walked away from toxic ones. But, I’ve been blessed beyond belief because I have family and we celebrate the important things and not so important things.
This weekend was about thawing out from our snow storm, celebrating my nephew’s first birthday and then attending my other nephew’s basketball game. Family time was in full effect this weekend. I could not have been happier.