Cristi is home after 6 weeks in the Dominican Republic, and for 2 1/2 weeks we will be a united family until life divides us once again. In early August TJ returns for his sophomore year of college and Cristi leaves to student teach in Greenville, Illinois.
But today, we are together. Laughing. Eating. Arguing. Playing games. Hanging out.
It’s messy too. Being a family is messy. There’s nothing neat and tidy about it.
There’s more laundry to do, more dishes to clean, more clutter. Half full glasses and dirty plates are left carelessly in the family room. Who’s turn is it to put gas in the car? Wet towels and dirty clothes litter the bathroom floor. And when you have five drivers and four cars? Sometimes it can get kinda ugly.
I have to be honest and say I don’t love every minute of our togetherness. But I still love being together. It’s like loving your husband or child, but not loving everything they do. We can love being together without loving every minute of being together.
I think God had a pretty good idea when he invented families. Who wants a neat and tidy life anyway? Not me. I’d rather be together.