It Wasn't Always This Way

In the last couple of years I have been very fortunate to have grown a bond with someone that I wasn't always close to. My Sister.

Her and I haven't always seen eye to eye, but through growing up and family we have grown together.

I cherish this dearly.

She has made me an uncle thrice over. Three very beautiful and wonderful children.

I love them dearly and see them when I am able (which isn't as often as I'd like) but when I do see them their faces light up and remember me like we just saw each other.

It warms my heart to know I have such a good family.

Recently this year my sister brought her third child into the world.

He came a little premature but he is growing fast and will be home soon.

I am a little envious of how strong she is being through this since she wasn't able to bring him home right away.

That has to be one of the hardest things to deal with in this world. The bond between mother and child is one of the strongest in this world (better than gorilla glue).

My niece will be attending kindergarten soon and my nephew soon after that.
It seems like not that long ago they were born, when in fact they aren’t so little any more.


Growing up I didn’t have a very close family, sure we lived under the same roof but we weren’t close.
This is why we have kids, to change the things about our childhood we didn’t like.

One day I may have my own little family but until than I am content with the family I do have now.

I even have my work family where I am treated as an adult and the child sometimes simultaneously. I love it though.

We have a good time and laugh and cry together, even disagree with each other at times. We are there for each other just like a family should be.

I wouldn’t ask to change any of it for the world.