I think it is amazing how we, as a species, evolve in our family roles.
Bare with me, just for a minute. Think about your "family of origin", the ones that brought you into this world. For most of us, they are the ones that raised us, that stuck it out with us, that move through it with us... through every stage a long the way.
Then this shift happens. Members find their "person" and start their own family. And all these families blend. They merge and become individual units, and part of a bigger tribe. When all this happens, when everyone moves together, there is something so powerful in that.
Being at the hospital and being with members and units of one side to my family, is so cool. It shows togetherness and God's work and hand in the
beauty of our life. We become this big tree, as cliche and corny as that is.
The best part is, I would sleep on the hospital floor or I would not sleep, I would rub backs, and I would hold hands... I would wipe tears, I would wear face masks, and I would pray and hang on tight if it meant I could be with my family and be a part of it. I got to laugh and cry and hug and experience every single emotion under the sun, but I was invited, I was allowed, I was blessed to be a part of that.
I heard stranger's stories, and I saw strangers cry. I saw strangers laugh, and I saw strangers deal. I saw strangers eat, and strangers stare without a single expression. That is our life, and it is so big. You get thrown into this mess of it, and it seems unfathomable how much happens every day, that we don't even have time to think about.
Maybe think about something you don't make time to think about today. Praise and be grateful for the littlest thing, that seems so easy to do... I sure will!
Thanks for keepin' up and I'll post something new, when I have something to write :)
