okay. now comes the time where i share how ridiculous i am.
whenever lilo says “and family means nobody gets left behind or forgotten” i always reduce into a puddle of blubbering tears.
because i love my family. which sounds stupid to say. but really. i love my family better than most people do. because that’s how mama raised us. we’re both obligated and freely-bonded to each other because there is no one in the world who will love us or be as good to us as we will be to each other. we champion one another’s causes because the rest of the world is only there to tear you down. we come together and rejoice or cry or laugh in the deepest, most organic ways. because when my brother feels world-weary, i feel gut-wrenchingly sad with him. and right now that my sister is in north carolina mourning the passing of her dear, dear old friend, my heart aches with memories of him and each breath is broken, ragged with many tears shed. and when grandma cant remember her age or the day or my name, i feel like i’m caught in the haze. but that’s all okay. because it’s all shades of love.
and i mean, it’s not just about mama and grandma and sister and brother. it’s also about the family that i’ve chosen. jae and rae as my sisters. mary and lyn and angie rae and tony and scott and major as the older siblings. erika as my future, other self. i would do anything for these people. my heart hurts and heals with theirs. i feel like our blood lines will forever run the same paths, no matter where we end up.
because mama and grandma taught us familia. and it’s the most important lesson i’ve ever learned.