so this past week [officially starting last wednesday and ending sunday afternoon] was known to all ion my immediate family as "family week in champaign", why? Well i was blessed to be visited by my brother, Randy [wednesday to friday] then mom and dad [friday to sunday].
it is really times like this that i realize something, my family [brother, mom & dad] are really my best friends. The way things went down in the lutz house growing up was much more like a house of four roommates and not the traditional adversarial parent-child relationship, and i know that our bond as a family is stronger today because of it.
I have struggled with this for a while, is it weird that i view my family all as equals [minus the experience and age and what not]? I think it is because over our [randy and mine] years growing up our parents treated us with respect and trust. So in return we [usually, with a little bit of willful disobedience that all younger people have, now and then] treated them with respect too. So what came out of that was a love and feeling of closeness that we are so used to it is just second nature.
We do everything that you would expect best friends to do, go to movies, go to bars [soon at least], go to museums and so on. Hold on though, am i just catching on to this? Are every-one's parents their best friends? I don't think it is always the case.
i feel blessed. i love my family.
Ok, now i have some more time, sorry for the week hiatus, back to the rigor of my, whatever.
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