Family Comes First

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"The family. We were a strange little band of characters trudging through life sharing diseases and toothpaste, coveting one another’s desserts, hiding shampoo, borrowing money, locking each other out of our rooms, inflicting pain and kissing to heal it in the same instant, loving, laughing, defending, and trying to figure out the common thread that bound us all together." - Erma Bombeck
These are the people who I've grown up sharing illnesses and toiletries with. These are the people I've called my brothers and sisters, my nephew, my parents and parental figures. I have a wonderful nuclear family, but this family enhances it. This is our army family, and we have always welcomed each other into our homes. We don't talk every day or even every week, but we talk when we need to. We're one of those families that is constantly trying to find our thread, our bond. It's not one single element or item, and I don't know if it's describable. We are all quite the characters, and sometimes we aren't sure how we all get along as well as we do. But maybe that's what makes a family a family, maybe it's the fact that we're all weird and different and some people can handle that better than others. It's a group of people who can make 7 trips to Wal-Mart and still need to go back. It's a group of people who will gather around an air mattress in the living room to play charades at night. It's the people who all walk through the parking lot yelling at one man, pretending he's the husband of both moms and father of all eight of their kids. It's the group of people who know how you're feeling without even asking because they feel it too. At the end of the day, there is no other group of people that I would rather see and I would head down there in a heartbeat any time they need me. Family will always come first, whether it's my biological or army family.
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