Family

When Mr Digger's career in the Marine Corps ended, we made the decision to come back to his hometown. I grew up a bit of a nomad, and actually enjoy moving every year, even if its just to a different house.

Coming here was a big changed, and a huge leap of faith for me. Ive never put much stock in my "family" because I felt alone most of my teen years and adult life. I rely on me. When I cant rely on me, my world falls apart. Luckily its very rare for my world to fall to pieces.

So we moved here... almost 10 years ago. We bought our home 7 years ago.  Mr Diggers family, was held together by the strong glue of his papaw. 3 years ago, papaw lost his second battle with cancer, and the family, well the family kind of fell apart.

Its rare when we see his parents, even more rare when he would go to his nana's house, simply because he was so close to his papaw and the feelings were just too raw.  His brother who lives here locally, returns calls when he wants/needs something. I think it has been going on a year since he saw his brother. 

We had plans to move further south this summer. A job opportunity came about though, that will keep us here for awhile longer.

Today we went to his nana's for a family BBQ. It wasnt the worst experience, but it wasnt the greatest either. 

If I could choose my family, it would have to be all friends. Other than blood, there is just no common ground. Our friends certainly care more than our family does. Our friends know what goes on in our lives, and they know when one of us just needs a pick me up phone call.

I hope there never comes a day when my own children feel the same way about family. Let us raise them to find value in each other, and in us. Thats all I ask.