I've been accused of having too many family functions. Guilty as charged. What's the worst they can do – sue me for having too much fun while making memories?
Maybe it's just a coincidence but it seems the males in the family are the ones thinking we get together too often, while the females love to pull out our calendars and plan the next event. I often wonder if the guys are in some sort of a secret competition to see who can do the most whining just to get the girls riled up. The bottom line is I'm not backing down, giving up or canceling the next six months of plans the girls and I have already penciled into our calendars.
They should consider themselves lucky I plan something only once a month that requires everyone to show up. We went to grandma's house every Saturday, every week, no matter what else was going on and this tradition didn't end when I moved out of the house. My girls grew up knowing Saturday morning was time for their grandma and great-grandma.
Sure, I push for the grandchildren to be together as well as the adult children. They may not think it's important now but someday they'll be glad they were encouraged to be a close knit group. When you allow siblings, whether by birth or marriage, to know you inside and out, as an adult, they understand the good, the bad and the ugly, without anything having to be explained. They accept unacceptable behaviors and applaud accomplishments without having to be told what or why. This network of family is untouchable by others and more valuable than a thousand friends.
My sister called and said she had a long hair growing out of the bridge of her nose. I laughed until I nearly peed my pants, but I get her and what she was really saying is, "I'm so glad we're getting old together."
I cherish the relationship I have with my sister. We are polar opposites, on almost every level, but we have shared our lives with each other so we understand what the other is saying, without really saying it. She's the only one I'd ever tell my true weight and the only one I'd not take offense to when she says I need to lose some.
I get where my obsession comes from but I'm also not willing to change it. I'm grateful Mom herded us all together, as often as she thought she could get by with. Our kids grew up with cousins they consider now to be friends and my sister and I take comfort in being able to share aches and pains with each other no one else would want to hear.
I have a surprise for the men in the family. There may not be a national holiday in August but I found out it's Family Fun Month.
Get out your calendars.
Sandy Turner lives in Independence. Email her at firstname.lastname@example.org