take me to a world that's filled with happy people
bonding is always a good thing. much of that this weekend. with the little brothers.. with mom and grace... with family friends.saw patrick this weekend. never thought i'd miss my big bro so much. and thinking back to how much we really hated ... like truly hated.. each other when we were young, i don't talk to him nearly enough. and that really saddens me. i never thought that my family would need to be such a large part of my life. for four and a half years, i pushed my family away. i saw my @ bros and sisters more than i did my own blood. but i've found that since my departure from st. cloud state, most of those aiesecers were merely there through convenience.... and although i am very grateful and thankful that @ was such a large part of me, i really wish that i would've realized how blessed i have been all along. i have such a great family... disfunctional in all the normal ways... querky as they come. but i have parents who have been married since i was little, still love each other, that love their children (no matter how much they stumble along their own ways), and each of us love the others the same. i feel like that's a true rarity in today's society... and i'm lucky enough to have one of those rare families.

