Words alone are not enough to explain what family means to me. In my mind, I know family as three things: a home, love itself, and freedom. As I go through this emotional journey, please bear with me as I stumble to find the words.
First comes love. I don’t think anyone could make it through most obstacles that everyday life brings to them without the love of their family. It’s way too hard. The love of your family is like a gigantic bed of pillows you can fall back on everyday for support. It’s a necessity of life-- to make a bedarkened room full of light and life is a family goal.
A home away from home is no home. The reason I say this is because most children say they can’t wait to be on their own. That’s the hardest life in my eyes. Children with no home wish that they had one. When you are home, you are welcomed. When you are home, you are safe. When you do not feel these things, you segregate yourself. You are like a leafless tree.
Family helps you to believe in yourself. Family gives you love and the freedom to make your own mistakes. Family allows you to be yourself. There are so many limitations in this world, but to be home and surrounded by the love that your family has built lets you know that you can fall back and they will surely help you up-- if not with a helping hand, then with words of wisdom or a smile. Family is everything to me. Family is a home with no physical limitations, a form of love that no one else could give or possibly understand, and most importantly, freedom.
First comes love. I don’t think anyone could make it through most obstacles that everyday life brings to them without the love of their family. It’s way too hard. The love of your family is like a gigantic bed of pillows you can fall back on everyday for support. It’s a necessity of life-- to make a bedarkened room full of light and life is a family goal.
A home away from home is no home. The reason I say this is because most children say they can’t wait to be on their own. That’s the hardest life in my eyes. Children with no home wish that they had one. When you are home, you are welcomed. When you are home, you are safe. When you do not feel these things, you segregate yourself. You are like a leafless tree.
Family helps you to believe in yourself. Family gives you love and the freedom to make your own mistakes. Family allows you to be yourself. There are so many limitations in this world, but to be home and surrounded by the love that your family has built lets you know that you can fall back and they will surely help you up-- if not with a helping hand, then with words of wisdom or a smile. Family is everything to me. Family is a home with no physical limitations, a form of love that no one else could give or possibly understand, and most importantly, freedom.
Ric,
ReplyDeleteThat's so beautifully written. Even though we've only briefly chatted with Ginny on the internet, it's obvious how much she and the rest of your family love you and you them. We should all appreciate our families more!