… are among the things we have left to purchase for the new place. So, you know, if you’re feeling generous, I’d be more than willing to give out my address if it meant the delivery of a shiny new appliance.

Today was as typical of a day that it could possibly be. After waking up, I was set to sweep, do laundry, and dust the house. Once we had a hefty breakfast of pancakes a la Zachary, the day was set to begin. It was the normal family thing, plus a small gathering tonight with his family.

Family is a concept that has always been a bit mixed for me. In my life, family has typically consisted just of my immediate family (mother, brother, and sister) since my father was out of the picture during most of my childhood. When I was much younger, I lived between my aunts’ homes while my brother was in the hospital. Despite the closeness that we had during my childhood, the relationships broke and now, I barely speak to anyone in my family. For me, family meant friends, and their families blended with my mom and siblings. As an adult, I have grown to love the mixed relationships I get to indulge in as part of a relationship. Being a “girlfriend” also means gaining two sets of grandparents, a slew of aunts, uncles, and cousins, and another immediate family that is about equal to my own. I love the immense amount of excitement that comes from being around someone else’s family–especially when they embrace you. It’s easily one of my top ten reasons for being in a relationship. In a world where family is nearly forgotten, I have found a reason to let it thrive.

In the next few days I am truly going to begin the daunting task of packing the last few items up that have yet to be jammed into brown boxes… what a joy it will be.