Families. Complex, crazy, caring, creepy, any all the other c words you can think of I’m sure. Families literally come in all different shapes and sizes. I don’t have a huge preference when it comes to the type of family I marry into. Obviously, it would be nice and I would prefer it if they were all close with each other and had a low drug and alcohol dependency ratio but how can you ever be so sure. My brother has always said that he wants to marry an orphan so that there are no arguments over who’s family gets cut the turkey or break the bread each holiday season. We are all very close so naturally he would like it if he just got to be with our family every holiday season from here on out.
I’m not sure what I would prefer. I do love my family and I love all of our timeless traditions, decorating the tree to Kenny-G’s holiday hits with peppermint schnapps hot chocolate in hand is definitely something I would be sad to miss. But what if my lover’s family has equally cherished activities that he would be crushed to miss. I would hate to pull him away from his happy holiday home.
Sharing holidays and traditions really is a hard one. Who knows what will happen with me…maybe well just flip a coin. What do you guys do to carry on each side’s holiday cheer; while not giving up the bratwurst breakfast accompanied by the little cousin variety show?
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