Family Always Comes First

Posted by on Nov 2, 2017 in Child Custody | 0 comments

My family is crazy! But I love them. I’m the oldest of 11 cousins, and we all grew up together. You know family is real when the boys end up wrestling and the girls take sides to get involved, and everyone ends up crying. In the end, we get over it and move on. Time heals all wounds.

You know how every family has that one crazy relative or relatives that usually show up to all the family events? Well, my entire dad’s side of the family is like that. We try to have a good time, but every now and then I feel like I’m going to pick up smoking just to deal with some of their curveballs coming out of left field. Okay, it’s not really that bad, but sometimes they do some kooky stuff. The last time we went to visit my cousins, they were super excited to show us their new “toy”.

I kid you not, these people had installed a lawnmower engine into the body of an old mail truck, spray painted in bright pink, and put solid rubber tires on the thing. Their amusement was unrivaled as they drove over rocks, sticks, and nails, laughing at the ridiculousness of the situation. Twice the truck fell over when they tried to drive up a steep embankment, and they just climbed out and flipped it back over again, laughing hysterically the whole time. I sat in disbelief with my brother in sister, trailing in an old golf cart, watching this unfold by the lake. I was pretty sure someone was going to get hurt or lose a limb, but those crazy kids had a great time while managing to stay safe.

They may be strange to me, but they’re still my family, and I’m just glad I get to see them. My aunt went through a terrible divorce, and my grandparents had to fight for visitation rights with the help of an attorney. It was an ugly battle for us all, but now that it’s over, my family can move on.

I’ve learned a lot from hanging out with my cousins. We all have different backgrounds and varied interests, and it’s almost reassuring to explore someone else’s world perspective knowing that no matter what, you’re still family. Like them or not, we are still related, and that has helped all of us stay close together.

We have big plans for this holiday season, and I’m in charge of frying the turkey. If my turkey ends up in flames and nothing goes right, it might be my turn to be the oddball of the family for a while. My grandma makes the best pies. I’m already looking forward to her pecan pie, but I’m sure I’ll end up having a slice of cherry and pumpkin pie too. If we’re lucky, she’ll also make some of her homemade apple bars, with icing on top. It takes forever to peel those green apples, but it’s totally worth it.

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