A Mystery

I know I write a lot about family and I think I do because it is a mystery to me.  All the things I read, see on tv, the traditional notions of family don't apply to my experience.

And yet they do.

There is the n'er do well  sibling who always needs help, seems to never be responsible for his situation and makes you feel guilty for creating a good life for youself.

There's the mom that no matter what mistakes she made, you love her and can't imagine your life without her.

There's the adopted mom, who is always there quietly as a support. And when the phone rings to tell you she is in the hospital- your heart simultaneously races and stops.

There's the absentee father.

There's the daddy who lets you still be his little girl even in your 30s.

I guess all families are the same in that they are all different.