Meet Me in the Family Room
I am the baby of the family.
I should say that I am the youngest of 4 siblings. But the truth is that I am the baby. It is a place of honor and privilege. I remind my siblings all the time that I
earned the right to be the baby and that I am the miracle child. I’ll tell that story in another post too….
Speaking of siblings… I have a sister who is 8 years older
than me, a brother who is 6 years older than me, and a brother who is 2 years
older than me. Being more crazy than
cruel, my parents named us all names that start with “Br.” You should hear my dad cluck like a chicken
when he is trying to get the right name for any one of us. Breighlin, Brock, Braxton, Brecken....
We are a funny family… I mean that literally. We laugh and joke a lot. The conversation at the dinner table in my
home would scare a normal person. We
have hosted foreign exchange students for the past 4 years in a row. Believe me!
Our exchange students have major culture shock just because of our
family’s culture, not to mention because of their entry into a new
country. But in the end, EVERY exchange
student that has ever lived in our family recognizes what an amazing bond we
have with each other and they miss this closeness and spirit when they return
to their home country.
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