Some random thing happened and it triggered my thoughts to what it means to be part of a ''BIG'' family?
Having to deal with all that comes from being part of a large family has given me a ''killer'' confidence and it has filled me with passion beyond belief. How could it not?
When I think of all the people that have come and gone and come and stayed over the years I realize that have learned to accept all. It has provided me with an abundance of tolerance and compassion and I am more trusting and willing to share. These are all wonderful traits to possess.
Two overwhelming qualities that come to mind, when I think of my family, are support and forgiveness.
Support, even though it is not always visible, it is always present and whenever it is needed by me or required of me it appears. It is really quite something just knowing that you are never really alone.
Forgiveness, WOW! When I think of all the times my weakness has demanded it and when I think of all the times my strength has embrace it and allow it to lift me above holding on to anger or envy I become equally joyful for both.
I would not be who I am without the experiences I have shared with my family.
I love my family and I am grateful for all or is it I am grateful for my family and I love them all?
