Last night, my family celebrated a tradition with my wife’s
family. Every time a cousin gets
married, the family comes together to celebrate and have a family pantry
shower. Having lived away from
Connecticut for 8 years now, it’s not often that we are able to be at these
showers. But it just so happened that
the only time this shower could take place was just a few days before the
wedding, which is Saturday. So, we enjoyed
the benefit of coming together as a family.
Eleven years ago next month, my wife and I were the first of
the cousins on her dad’s side to get married.
Out of twelve cousins, five have gotten married. Number six will be on Saturday and number
seven will be in September. This is the
advantage to a big family, there’s always something going on and something to
celebrate. Eleven years later, the
family looks very different as the five cousins who have gotten married have
had kids of their own, adding another ten to the already large number.
There’s just nothing that compares to gathering together as
a family. Not only do all of the cousins
get along well, but all of their kids play well together. There’s a lot of laughter and joking, good
food, and an overall great time of celebration.
Of course, this family isn’t like other families. Over the years, these pantry showers have
grown increasingly more embarrassing for the happy couple. My wife and I felt somewhat relieved tonight
that we were the first ones to have gone through this as we watched the soon to
be newlyweds awkwardly reading through some cards and opening up gifts.
It’s so hard for me to believe that the wedding on Saturday
and the one in September are kids that I’ve known for about 13 years. In fact, it was through them that my wife and
I got together. My wife and I were
friends first and her aunt got the crazy idea that we might develop into something
more than that. She was right.
This pantry shower was at my in-laws house on a deck that
was originally built to be used for family gatherings such as this. I think it started with an engagement party
for me and my wife twelve years ago.
That deck has seen a lot of parties, a lot of good times and
laughter. We have celebrated out there
and bonded together as a family and last night was no different.
I’ve heard it said that a person can choose their friends
but they can’t choose their families. With
the families that we are born into, that’s true, but we certainly have the
option of knowing the kind of family that we marry into. Hopefully, that’s not the main reason we
marry. For me, it was just an added
benefit. I loved my wife first and it
just so happened that her family was loving and lovable, so it was a win-win
situation for me.
Never once have I felt like an outsider. Never once have I felt like I was stockpiling
mother-in-law jokes or waiting to get away so that I could vent to everyone
about how horrible my mother-in-law is.
I can’t say the same for many of my friends, so I consider myself very
blessed.
I was not fortunate to have had grandfathers in my life, but
my kids have that fortunate pleasure. It’s
a pleasure that I hope we take advantage of as much as possible. I know how much their grandfathers love them
(grandmothers too). Every time that they
spend time with them, they are making memories that will last a lifetime.
My family is precious to me and I am so thankful for
them. I feel so blessed to be part of
such a special group of people. Family
events are full of laughter and joy.
There’s no fighting or arguing.
There may be some awkward moments here or there, but that might be due
to the presents being opened up at one of these pantry showers. After all, if the recipients keep some of the
things that they receive at these showers in their pantries or kitchens, they might
get some strange looks. Yup, we’re that
kind of a family, but you know what? I
wouldn’t change it for the world.
These are the things that our kids will carry with them for
their whole lives. These are the kinds
of traditions that make memories. I’ve
gather a bunch in just twelve short years in the family. I look forward to the many more that we will
make together, loving each other, and laughing together. I am a blessed man!
Amen, how blessed we are, craziness and all. I'm blessed to have you as my nephew and my kids are blessed to call you their cousin.
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