Blood is Thicker

Being a member of a family is absolutely vital for a person's well-being.

Not exactly an original thesis statement, but hear me out.

I have found that spending time with my parents and sibs brings that feeling of "I'm home" and "Look! I'm not crazy, my whole family does it, too!" 

As an added bonus, talking on the telephone with any of my sisters is a cleansing experience. (Warning: This is where I over share).

If any of my sisters are talking to one another (myself included), you can bet at least one of us is sitting on the toilet.

We share a number of similarities and bonding qualities. There are four girls and one boy.

Two are school counselors.

Three are former school teachers.

One is a social worker (odd man out, Mike) but he's also a former school teacher (back in).

We can't stand each other.

We can't live without one another.

We find ourselves congregated at my parents house without invitation.

My youngest sister and I found ourselves at our parents' house, allowing our pre-schoolers to run wild, and mess it up. All we could do was yawn and complain how tired we were. We really needed to go home. Our kids would be coming home from school in less than an hour. But our boys were having such a good time together. {YAWN}

Like sleepwalkers we stumbled up the hall to locate our boys to take them home, passed the master bedroom and looked at the lovely king size bed, appropriated it, curled up and started to doze.

My mom found us a couple of minutes after we'd made ourselves comfortable. She closed the blinds, shut the door and ushered our noisy little boys downstairs.

Family is vital to a person's well-being.