For some people that is the source of all the love. For some it is the source of all the pain. For most of us, it is somewhere in-between (some assembly required).
Family is the one bunch of people we didn’t choose like our friends, work colleagues etc. They came with the setup. And no matter how we feel, they are not strangers. It is also an absolutely fascinating playground to explore nature versus nurture with your siblings.
Some things do seem to run in families. And when you look at the patterns you might have on your mother’s side and on your father’s side, you might then discover how you might have taken things and combined them in a new way. Or how you defied boundaries but still operate from the same respect for craftsmanship (as you smashed an orthodoxy). If I look at what I do for a living these days, it really has bits of all of that. And that is quite amazing.
And if you don’t have your bio-family with you, there are plenty of ways to build your own, with aunties, grannies and nieces that you relate to by mind, heart and soul (if not by blood). And that is beautiful too. It is never too late.
And on that note, happy birthday “little” brother…
What does family mean for you? Who is your family?