When my husband’s side of the family gets together, which isn’t often enough (!), we laugh a lot. I’m not really sure what’s so funny in hindsight but guaranteed, something always starts it. The banter is ongoing and you have to be on your toes for the ‘come-backs’. The younger generation has learned to be quick-witted in order to keep up with the uncles and now they easily hold their own. Respect is the thread that runs through every word and there’s an unspoken rule not to cross the line. Everyone gets it – and so the boundaries are kept intact while the laughter fills in the spaces.
Of course, traditions are honoured, like the goofy gift exchange, and outdoor picnics on the beach, family vacations when there were just 11 of us, and the high place our Patriarch holds as the Bank, or so we tease. We like to eat together so we cram elbow-to-elbow around the table, passing each dish in the same direction because it’s important to keep order. Seasonal gifts are what we have come to expect from one another; a photo of the little ones in Winnipeg, a BCAA membership from the grandparents, Turtles for the in-laws, always something homemade from the Pender Island crew and enough books to cozy up to for the entire year.
Faith tradition is strong among us and although some adhere a little differntly to it than others, it’s still foundational. That means saying grace before every meal, even at the White Spot.
I have come to love this family and especially, I think, becasue of the way they love me even though I am imported. I know I stretch them with my candid openess, my affection, and the unconventional way I choose to live. They love me as I am. It makes it so I can join in the fun without fear of being ridiculed or condescended to or ignored. Nope, they are gracious and kind and the most genuine people I know. They help me laugh at myself and that’s good medicine.
Just in case any of you crazy family members read this, and you know who you are, I love you more than words could possibly convey. Thank you for being my family.
Sandi love you for who you are. Keep being that special person that I say thinks outside of the box and that is in my opinion a good thing. I am so thankful for a family that has so much fun together and laughs and teases one another. I cannot thank God enough for this special family that means the world to me. Keep on marching to your own drum beat because without a doubt that is what God wants you to do.
So kind of you and thank you for your friendship, Margaret! What a gift to be friends AND family!
Happy Birthday Sandi, I hope you are having a wonderful day.
Thank you! We plan to go cuddle our grandbaby tomorrow and celebrate the gift of life – can’t think of a better way to spend the day.
yup i feel pretty lucky to be in this family. They are fantastic!
Sounds like you have a wonderful extended family. God is good.