Family.

There are so many reason of why I want to pack up and move away from my family and never look at any of them again, especially tonight. They make me angry, sad, depressed and even self conscious. But I love them. Even though they are all insane (except my father, as anyone who knows him can agree) I have learned so much from each of them.

My father has taught/forced me to be more independent and become a harder worker. My mother taught me how to cook and clean and care for others. My sister Shannon taught me to think outside of the box while my other sister Annelise taught me to recognize the world around me and not just Provo, Utah or even the U.S.A. And last of all my brother Eric. My brother, who literally saved my life has taught me to love. That seems so silly because he seems like anything but a loving sweet sensitive guy now but when we were younger after experiencing hard times together we became inseparable. For years we would only sleep in the same room, eat together and even had to be in the same kindergarden class for a year. He was so kind and so protective it made me want to reach out and let others feel that same comfort and joy I felt with him.

I love my family. I am so glad I am sealed to them. The future for our family is looking very crazy right now. But like always, we’ll stick together.