Family...

I love my family... today... and tomorrow i'll probably want to smother them with my pillow. Typical...for me. No family is perfect and we all know that. I love how imperfect my family is. Those who know me will understand this. But the other day as i was eating chex mix with my brother i realized how far from perfect we all are. And i've found that because of this we're closer. We're faced with these hard times in which we look to eachother for help. And i love it. By knowing we're not perfect and we never will be we let our guards down and let those we love in. It's great...