My family is very small. Just me and my sister and our parents. They all live far away from me, and I like it that way. I do not hate them, but probably would if they lived close to me. My parents were never there for me emotionally when I was growing up, they always expected me to be like my sister, and always had something negative to say. Nothing has changed, and I am almost 36. My sister was always there for me, but lately she is hard to talk to, so I just listen. My inlaw's on the other hand.... Well, my mother-in-law babysits for me 3 full days a week, helps around my house, has become more of a friend than I could ever imagine, and I love her tremendously. She has the biggest heart, listens to me when I talk, even when about her son. She understands me. The rest of my husbands family is just as nice, they have open hearts, open minds, and opened their homes to us when we needed. I truly feel blessed with his side of the family.
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"Toughness is in the soul and spirit, not in muscles." ~Alex Karras
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