Doin the family stretch….
Me and Katie are about 2 days till we move, we are moving closer to Katie’s hospital to give her more sleep and give me more opportunities to work, the only bummer is that we’re moving from what I consider my only family left here in Michigan. My parents and brother live in Alabama, while my dad travels for work between Virginia and Wisconsin. My sister lives in New York so that I only get to see my family once a year (at best). Katie’s sister’s live here in Michigan so I get to see my official nieces and nephews (3 girls, 2 boys) and my un-official official ones (2 girls 1 boy). It’s just hard because I’ve been SO close to my REAL family and since they’ve left I’ve been able to adopt my closest friends as family instead. I don’t have a mother figure but I’ve gotten a real brother/sister feel between Joe/Susan/John/Sarah, enough so that I help me forget how much I miss my own loved ones. But now I’m about to move which looks to limit significantly how often we will see our friends/family. Its kind of a bummer, I’m pretty sure that this might be the next step to moving farther south, like STATES, to be closer to family (at least my family) and a better economic region. I would never want to tie my kids up to this horrible economic/educational area. But me and Katie want kids in the next 5 years and want to be established in an area before we procreate on purpose.
What is strange is that growing up in the south, me and my family are crazy close. I talk to my bro and my mom at least 5-7 times a week. Meanwhile, Katie and her 3 sisters don’t really talk at all unless they are arguing or fighting with each other over something weird, and typically stupid in my mind (most things are stupid in my mind though). I got to visit with my mom, dad, and bro about 2 months ago (the first time I’ve seen dad in 2+ years) and it was great, we didn’t do anything amazing; we went fishing, sat in a hot tub, and bullshitted with each other, but it was great. Anyone who has family within 2 hours of their location, savor it, enjoy it, and never take it for granted. As crazy as someone’s family is, you only got once chance at it. It kills me that I can only talk to my mom, dad, brother and sister on the phone, and hopefully once a year I can see a PORTION of my family. I haven’t seen my aunt or uncles, who are hilarious, successful people since I was 4 years old. That seems wrong to me. Katie and I attended little Hazel basil’s baptism, and there were literally generations of family there, I cannot imagine how that would be, I had only one true member of my family at my wedding due to the harsh economic times. But I did have Seani there as my 4th groomsman (he might have been the cutest one, sorry Joe). Damn I mss my family.
