we’re basically the same guy just thirty years apart.
For the fourth of July I spent my evening with family. I’ve never spent a fourth of July with my family (outside of the immediate of course), and it was really interesting to see just how similar to them I really am. My cousins, who are about my father’s age, are without-a-doubt two of the coolest, best friends I’ve ever made. I spent a hour or more speaking with one of them and her boyfriend about everything from smoking weed to dissecting the beliefs of Adolf Hitler. The other, well, we’re basically the same guy just thirty years apart and with two different political views (but as I learned, who the hell cares?).
I’ve always shunned the idea of getting close to my family. I felt some sort of “superiority” because I’ve only know the bad side of my family. A grandfather who never graduated high school and walked out on my father when he was ten and a grandmother who would rather chase my sister with a knife then tell her son she loves him. What I forgot to think about what the fact that these people aren’t those two. They are still my family and they have a lot more to offer as friends and family than anyone else I know. I learned that my engineering background isn’t just something I picked up, but instead it comes from a cousin who was one of the first women engineers to ever be in-charge of a satellite launch. I learned that if you just throw “LOL” at the end of whatever you say that the world doesn’t look so bleak. I learned that the world is a fucked up place, but that if you ask a soldier what he thinks – he’ll give it to you straight and he’ll be real about the implications.
My family is full of some of the smartest, friendliest, and accepting people I’ve ever met.
This weekend I learned that all I’ve ever been is ignorant to learning from my family. My family is full of some of the smartest, friendliest, and accepting people I’ve ever met. I wouldn’t trade them for the world. I’m no better than them – in fact I’ve been nothing but a terrible person up until this point. I was able to meet them last year, but I felt out of place. I felt like they looked at me weird because I had long hair and wanted to work with computers. Little did I know, they want to help me. When I left from hanging out with them today almost every single one of them said they loved me and that if I ever needed help in life or with my business to call them up. And you know what? You bet damn well they are the first people I’ll ever reach out to if I need advice or direction because they get me. They’re family.
What’s the moral of this trip for me? That I’m an asshole? Yeah, but I admitted I’m an asshole in my first post for 100 Days of Blogging. The moral of this trip is bigger than that. Today, this weekend, I learned that I have a family. I have friends for life. I have people just like me who’ve been where I want to go and only want what’s best for me. I felt accepted, I feel like I belong somewhere. That’s bigger to me than anything else.
Thank you, my family, for accepting me. Thank you for being my friends. Thank you for the hugs, the laughter, and the good times. Thank you for beliving in me, listening to me, and talking to me. Thank you for sharing your lives with me and making me a part of yours. I might not be their brother, first cousin, direct nephew, or son – but I’m their family – and their mine. And god damn the lady who tells us to shut up while she nits and her husband does a cross word because we’re Scott’s! And if we want to talk about putting a bunch of dimples in a baseball bat or scream at the catcher for missing a pitch we’re gunna doing it!
The moral of the story is stop being a prick, stop hiding from your family. You’re not better – they are. Your family is smart, your family is brilliant – my family rocks.
I love each and every one of you
I love each and every one of you and I couldn’t have asked for a better weekend. You made me understand myself in ways I can’t explain and for that all I can say is thank you and look to everyone who doesn’t treat their family like their best friends that they’re doing it wrong.
I look forward to the next years of my life where I make my family a bigger part of my life. They’re awesome! Well… except you Randy. You suck. (LOL?)