I Love Sundays

Posted: January 2, 2011 in Misc

I really love Sundays. My family always gets together. It’s been this way for as long as I can remember. I can count on one hand the times my family hasn’t gotten together on a Sunday. Today was extra special.

We celebrated my step-son’s birthday today. His actual birthday was the 29th but it’s family tradition to celebrate the birthdays the Sunday after the happen so we woke up early, went to church, took the kids to see Little Fockers and now the family is all watching the Bears play the Packers. We’ll be eating Portillo’s in a few minutes (gotta love Portillo’s catering packages) and then it will be time for cake and presents.

The kids really are adjusting well. I talked to my sister-in-law last night and she said she was really happy they were out here with us. They need a stable family environment. They seem to be very happy. That’s all that matters to me. All I want from life is for all five kids to be happy. Everything else can go to shit for all I care. The money could go away. The toys could disappear. As long as we have each other and happiness that is all that matters.

I’m very proud of my husband as well. He hasn’t had a drink since last February and this is the first New Years since he was 19 that he has spent sober. I have to say, I am very pleased with the influence my family has had on him.

I truly wish all of you the happiness that I have been blessed with. Yes, I rant and rave and certain people piss me off but at the end of the day, I really am blessed. I am surrounded by people who love me and as dysfunctional as my family may be, we are always there for each other in the end. My heart breaks for people who don’t know what that’s like. That’s probably why we adopt so many “honorary” family members in this bunch.

There’s no place like Chicago. It’s a big city with a small town atmosphere. I never realized how special it was until I left to go live in Utah for a while. I’m glad to be back and I’m glad my husband has realized how great it is here. Even with the crazy ass weather and horrible winters, it’s still the greatest city in the world and you’ll find some of the best people you’ll ever meet here. I guess it’s true what they say. You can take the girl out of Chicago, but you can’t take Chicago out of the girl. This is my home. This is who I am. I refuse to be ashamed of it.

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