In my family there aren’t many good times, but there sure have been a lot of bad times. Today was out of the ordinary though. Today, we came together as a family and played this odd game…The object of the game is for one person to make a fist and have everyone in the room look at it in a sneaky matter. Whoever looks at it,loses. Boy,did we have a good time. Hands popped out of everywhere,hahaha, and I had my fair share of loses. All through out the day the game continued, and with every try there was laughter and smiles, something ever so rare in my family.
This made me wonder. There will come a day when they won’t be there anymore. Be it college or death. My mother won’t be there to make me hot tea for my stomach. My brother won’t be there to bother me to the edge of insanity. My father won’t be there to give me money from time to time. And well, my step dad won’t be there to make my life a living hell. So it hasn’t all been fun times, but in the end, family is family, blood is blood, and they will always be there for you whether they want to or not. I’ll always be there for them whether I want to or not.
These good times are killing me.
3 Comments
May 1, 2008 at 9:53 pm
Your family sounds…
Interesting.
May 2, 2008 at 11:25 pm
I know how that feels.
December 15, 2008 at 10:42 pm
LMAO.
So that’s where that game came from? You and your cooky family.