500 words For Family
It isn’t an easy task to write about your family. I could come off as an extreme biased opinion, but would you expect anything less? When I began thinking about this challenge day this morning the first word that came to mind, when thinking about ‘family’, was ‘monster’. It struck me as not the greatest start as many people (even my own family) would be offended by thinking of a monster in relationship to such a thing as one’s family. But here, one of my favorite author’s, Dodie Smith, put it a bit nicer for everyone:
“The family – that dear octopus from whose tentacles we never quite escape, nor, in our inmost hearts, ever quite wish to.”
Better? An octopus can be depicted as a monster too you know *wink*.
The more I thought about the monster that is family the more I went round and round with the idea of the entity of family being this epicenter of chaos. Great chaos, terrible chaos, beautiful and at times quite ugly chaos. Chaos is not perfect, but neither is a family. Family can be scary (hello monster comparisons are abundant here) and necessitate tiptoeing, spring board jumping into the bed to keep from the danger lurking under the bed. Family is holy hell tough instances in which you are sure someone will die. Family is work, work, and how about holding up some signs of “we come in peace” that’s sure to appease the monster, right? Oh wait that’s aliens.
If Monster’s Inc. taught us anything, we can make friends, best friends even, with the monsters. That is my family, for me, and I’m not lying when I tell you often there is no one I would rather be with than them!
As we get older and become the people we are meant to be there will always be lessons to learn, graces to nourish, communication barriers to eviscerate, and of course more monsters to add to our bunch. Everyone knows you need a killer monster team to take on the world that is waiting outside your doors. I have mine and I find myself more and more standing back in awe of the family I have been given.
No one fights like us. No one loves as deeply or easily as the people I see every day. I continue to be amazed by the willingness, within my monster bunch, for them to come up beside me and show me the love I need to get me through my days. I struggle to feel I sufficiently return it. I worry about losing them to their dreams or to other people, but life is always changing. You can’t stop the change and nor would we really want to.
My Mum recently told a friend, “Where two or more Anweilers are gathered…there shall be dancing.” We excel (yes, yes insert biases here) in the world of the arts; be it music, dancing, drawing, leatherwork, painting, film snobbery, book collecting, or what have you. My family of talented monsters, dances in this world to a beat that is all our own. Our acceptance protocols for new applicants is what some might call daunting, but add some dancing and you’re sure to be off to a good start.