I love my family very much. My brothers and I couldn't be more different, but I know they have my back at all times. They are great, and generous, and good men. My parents did a good job, and I've enjoyed the fruits of their labor (raising us) all of my life.
My parents are from a different world, where gender roles were greatly different, and racial stereotypes were more prevalent than they are today. My father is pretty laid back, and he's been that way most of his life. My mother has grown more conservative and more paranoid as she gets older, and I feel like she's turning in to someone else, almost like Alzheimers or something is taking away my old mom and leaving somebody else. My dad takes care of her, and would never, ever stop taking care of her.
I like my family. My brothers are fun and smart and loyal. My parents are weird, but lovable, and I'd hang out with them too.
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less I say, smarter I am
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