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Worth it

I kidnapped my little sister today. It ended up being incredibly complicated figuring out how to get her to me. She only lives an hour and a half away but figuring out rides even halfway to me was just, well complicated. Everything to do with my family is complicated actually. Sometimes I think if I didn’t practically kill myself to make things happen nothing ever would. That’s probably not totally true. I do however feel like the effort to see them is very one sided. I try and not let it get to me. I love my family an extreme amount so I refuse to give up. I’m not going to just let things go and not see them for months. I’m not ok with that.

I tweeted earlier today that I really have two choices when it comes to my family. I can either get aggravated and pull my hair out because it takes 14 phone calls just to figure out that yes she’s coming and yes my dad will bring her halfway so I don’t have to drive for three hours. And no you can’t make an hour detour because I’m already in the car like we talked about. And yes she can go home with Mom tomorrow. Oh wait, no she can’t…. and on and on. Or I can shake my head, repeat myself for the 20th time and laugh that something so simple can be made this hard.

I won’t ever stop trying though. Most of the time I’m pretty ok with being the family coordinator. Most of the time. Sometimes I’d love to let someone else take over… but when no one steps up and it’s between stuff not happening or me taking over I just suck it up and take over. Because there is nothing more important than family. Friends are great, church is fine, work is important but family is the only thing that lasts forever. Ever since I realized that I decided that no matter how frustrating things get it’s totally worth it.


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  1. I’m glad that I’m not the family coordinator within the HUGE ass family we have. Amongst the three of us (Matt, Nolan and I), I most certainly am but that’s totally do-able.

  2. Rae

    I can so totally relate to this post, If I am not in contact with my Dad and his side of the family I can almost guarentee it would go years before I would see any of them, I was lucky enough to take a trip over there a couple of weekends ago but before that was August last year and before that? My 19th birthday.. Yes, when I was still living in NL, thats how long.

    It is very sad but I think I need to take a leaf oout of your book as I think your attitude towards this is spot on.

    The sooner it is just accepted that its a given the sooner I can love them for the way they are now instead of wishing a change that will never take place..

    Stay positive, you have given me the umph to crack on and persist a little harder!


  3. I grew up in Maine and moved away from home 18 years ago (!). Since then, I’ve lived in Texas and California and in all of those years, only THREE of my family members have visited me. I am always expected to go to them.

    You are awesome for continuing to try, because over the years, I’ve grown weary and have resigned myself to being the one who has to travel cross country.

  4. It can be very tiring. But in the end it’s better to deal with the hassel than not see them at all. I love them way too much for that.

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