It is not easy gathering a family of nine siblings together. The family base is Glandorf, Ohio, but almost half of us have left the nest for other parts of the U.S. The second Saturday in December has been set aside for over 20 years for the big family Christmas party, but very rarely could all nine of us be there. Weddings brought most of us together as well, but there always seemed to be at least one of us who couldn't make the trip. This photo is from Christmas, 2009, and it is the last photo I have of all of us together. Please note the bunny ears being made by my two oldest brothers, the (ahem) mature ones in the family.
When we did manage to get the entire group together, of course the cameras clicked away as we posed like a class graduating from Clown College. I don't think we ever managed to get a photo where everyone was behaving. That's our family. We love to laugh. When we get together we usually laugh so hard we cry. And then there are the times when we cry so hard we laugh. Steve, as you look down at us from Heaven, know that we cried and laughed A LOT this night, and in your honor, we finally managed to get a serious picture of the brothers and sisters you left behind.
This will be my last post regarding cancer in any way, shape or form. I'm so very tired of being sad and depressed and hubby tells me that if I'm not dead or happy in five years, he's going to divorce me. I'm on a mission to be both alive and happy.
Next week, I hope to be cooking up something special, because it's been way too long, hasn't it my friends?
Pistachio Hot Fudge Cupcakes.
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