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Yep, after a long hiatus I am writing an actual post. While I could write about all the political or world events going on-and oh you know I have an opinion-my first post in a long time will not be about such things. Instead it will be about family, that’s right I said family. As many of you know family is very important to me. My siblings come before anyone else in my life (sometimes to the determinant of relationships) and my brother accuses me of adopting everyone (not true-for instance you couldn’t pay me to adopt Former President Bush or current Senator Grassley). Family and friends (and close friends are family) mean everything to me. They bring joy, laughter, and like so many things in life, heartache as well. The past year has been filled with a lot of heartache for many of my friends and family. I personally have been struggling with certain relationships, trying to find a middle ground, not fix everything, etc, etc. Still I am constantly reminded that I am lucky, that without these relationships my life would be so empty. And yet with that realization comes sadness because I miss so many of my family and friends-I miss being able to see them on a regular basis, be at major events in their lives, reach out and given them a hug or grab a glass of wine. So that is why the following two events have meant so much to me. Two weeks ago, my brother flew out to visit me and help me move. I will admit, and many of you already know, I was a stressed out (insert your euphemism) girl with trying to move with all that is going on in my life right now. Insert my brother- my brother came to help, came to visit despite our recent foibles, because that’s what our family does. And then that Sunday, we met up with our dear cousin Kevin for dinner, despite the fact that he was also in the process of moving. Again, because that’s what we do-family, no matter how extended is important. Does it get any better than that? Ok, maybe it does, but not much in my book. Yeah, could I have managed my way through the weekend without my brother? Sure-but damn did it help to have him there. A special shoot out to all my friends who came to help me move as well. I hope our visit started to right our relationship-I know that Monday it hurt to see him go and man did it drive home how much I miss my family-my siblings, my aunts, grandmothers, adopted parents, my college roommates, you get it. Most of the time I feel lucky to be living in NYC and enjoying the life I do, but there are times I wish I had the time to just take a road trip to Iowa, Minnesota, Nebraska, Colorado, Texas, and New Mexico to see those I care about, hug them in person, you know do the things I use to do when we all lived so close together. So now I am scheming ways to visit as many people as I can over weekends-because I need that to make me happy. I need Iowa football too, but that is a different postJ The other thing that got me thinking about family was a conversation I had with a dear friend. I think so many of us take for granted the ability to have children, even if we ourselves never plan on actually having that in our future. For me personally, its neither here nor there, for a lot of reasons, but a central one being that I have been strongly encouraged to never get pregnant due to my multiple health concerns. Or as an old college roommate told me “I will come and kill you myself if you ever get pregnant”. Its interesting the response I get-the predominant one tends to be “I am so sorry” why? Its not that I don’t value the ability to have kids, but to me family isn’t blood-there are many kinds of family and often the most important family is the one you make. But as I was talking to my friend I did feel sadness and grieve, not for me, but for the people, some friends included, that struggle to have children, to create their own family. How it must hurt them each time they hear a friend or family member has conceived or added to their family, as they continue their own struggle. So I guess my post is-I love my family. I love my friends. I am grateful each and every single day for each of you being in my life. And with that horribly sentimental, squishy thought I will end this post. I promise the next public post will be on something “less squishy” |