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My son asked his girlfriend to marry him today. It was really romantic as my son rounded up both sets of parents and a couple of close friends, dropped to one knee in front of everyone and proposed.
I really love his fiancée. I couldn't ask for a more lovely girl for him and I so I am really happy for them both. I've actually been calling his fiancée 'family' for quite a while now and was expecting them to marry sooner or later.
Family is an interesting concept. What is family? Is it a blood relationship, a heart relationship, a spiritual relationship, a shared home or is it based on common interests? I guess you could say it is all, some or any of the above.
I love my husband and my two sons. When I think of family, they immediately spring to mind. Even though I don't see my eldest son often, my love for him never waivers.
In my family of origin, there were four of us...my parents, my sister and myself. My parents have passed and my sister and I remain. Even though I only see my sister occasionally, she will always be family to me. We may not be as close as we were growing up but nothing will stop us being sisters.
I love my in-laws and am honoured to call them family. I know they think I am more than a little crazy but they still love me anyway. I live near my parents-in-law and see them often, while my sister and brother in law are living in other parts of the country and I only see them once or twice a year.
I have friends I have met online whom I regard them as family. We may not always agree but I feel they love me unconditionally. I may not talk to them everyday but when I do, we pick up as if we have never stopped the conversation. Some I have met in person and others I am planning on meeting in the near future and am looking forward sharing a hug and a cup of tea with them.
I'm a Christian and worldwide Christians are called the family of God. I could walk into any Christian church anywhere in Australia or anywhere in the world and know I am amongst family. Of course, there will be the odd embarrassing uncle or aunt in the church but they are everywhere and in every family...and yes, I know some regard me as the eccentric auntie and I really don't mind that.
Thinking of all of this, I realise that 'family' is not static and easily defined but living and growing and changing as we live and grow and change. Life isn't a colouring page where you must stay within the lines, where you pick the blue crayon for the sky and the green crayon for the grass. Who says leaves are green and the sun is yellow? Not me. And who would want it any other way? Certainly not me.
I really love his fiancée. I couldn't ask for a more lovely girl for him and I so I am really happy for them both. I've actually been calling his fiancée 'family' for quite a while now and was expecting them to marry sooner or later.
Family is an interesting concept. What is family? Is it a blood relationship, a heart relationship, a spiritual relationship, a shared home or is it based on common interests? I guess you could say it is all, some or any of the above.
I love my husband and my two sons. When I think of family, they immediately spring to mind. Even though I don't see my eldest son often, my love for him never waivers.
In my family of origin, there were four of us...my parents, my sister and myself. My parents have passed and my sister and I remain. Even though I only see my sister occasionally, she will always be family to me. We may not be as close as we were growing up but nothing will stop us being sisters.
I love my in-laws and am honoured to call them family. I know they think I am more than a little crazy but they still love me anyway. I live near my parents-in-law and see them often, while my sister and brother in law are living in other parts of the country and I only see them once or twice a year.
I have friends I have met online whom I regard them as family. We may not always agree but I feel they love me unconditionally. I may not talk to them everyday but when I do, we pick up as if we have never stopped the conversation. Some I have met in person and others I am planning on meeting in the near future and am looking forward sharing a hug and a cup of tea with them.
I'm a Christian and worldwide Christians are called the family of God. I could walk into any Christian church anywhere in Australia or anywhere in the world and know I am amongst family. Of course, there will be the odd embarrassing uncle or aunt in the church but they are everywhere and in every family...and yes, I know some regard me as the eccentric auntie and I really don't mind that.
Thinking of all of this, I realise that 'family' is not static and easily defined but living and growing and changing as we live and grow and change. Life isn't a colouring page where you must stay within the lines, where you pick the blue crayon for the sky and the green crayon for the grass. Who says leaves are green and the sun is yellow? Not me. And who would want it any other way? Certainly not me.
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J came storming into the house, asking loudly if I knew the whereabouts of 'my good for nothing mongrel cat'. I thought Mr Mackie was in trouble for digging the garden or whatever. J soon found the cat in the front garden, unceremoniously picked him up and carried him into the back yard. 
I trailed along so I could find out why J needed the cat so quickly. 
I heard the washing machine thud to a halt so I emptied the laundry into a basket and carried it out to the clothes line in our back yard. The line just happens to be right next to the shed and as I walked past, I glanced into the shed. 
It had been out eating the cat kibble which I had thrown in the shed earlier. This 'rat' was striped and hairless and looked remarkedly like a blue tongue lizard. 
In fact, it was a lizard and not a rat at all! Anywho, when it saw me, it scurried back under the shelves. 
