During the blog tour for Sweet September I ran a contest asking people to leave a comment sharing who their favorite family member is…and why?
Here are some of the responses! Mom and Grandma are the winners by far!
My dad abandoned me, my mom and two sisters when I was six-years-old. Never saw him or his family again. Then my mom’s own family saw that as a disgrace and proceeded to chastise and dictate her life, but no help whatsoever. They were very cruel to her and to me and my sisters, but that’s another story.
She began to clean homes to get food on the table and kept us clothed and did her best to meet our needs, and with three growing daughters that’s a lot. I must mention my mom was born very sick and when she was in the 9th grade her parents pulled her out of school. So, she did everything with a 9th grade education, not bad for a single mom.
Anyhow, she worked all the time and was so exhausted, but never complained or let us know how hard things were for her, financially, emotionally etc. She stayed strong and protected us as much as she could. We never knew until years later how hard she struggled to pay the bills and gave us all that we had. As a teenager I never appreciated or acknowledged the unconditional love she had for me. She was always there when I needed her, even when I was at my worst, she never gave up on me. She stayed supportive and gave me space to grow into my own person, even though, I know it must have hurt her to watch me stumble and fall.
The most important aspect of my mom that I so admire and love is her faith in God. It never waivered. And even though I resisted, her prayers never ceased and finally after 31 years I accepted the Lord Jesus into my heart.
I may not have had a lot of worldy possessions as a child, but I had and have the most beautiful love from a mother who sacrificed her own happiness to bring three little girls theirs. And to this day she still does.
I’m a navy brat, and navy wife, so I’ve moved around a lot and wasn’t always with them for the holidays and special occasions. If I had to pick a favorite I’d have to say my Dad’s middle sister, my Aunt Louise. Her and I have the most in common in what we’ve been through in life. And it was after a really rough patch that I was going through that she decided to go back to church and give her life over to Christ. She’s been going back and forth to the nursing home for 5 years feeding my grandmother, her mother, who has Alzheimers, and doing her laundry so it’s always fresh. Besides all of that when I was a kid, she was raising her son on her own, and while some of my Dad’s family treated me like I wasn’t part of the family because I was adopted, to her I was her lil angel and she never made me feel like I didn’t belong.
Nora St. Laurent said…
I don’t have a “favorite” family member per say. But I have watched my youngest son Isaac, go through 38 surgeries and go through many challenges in life. He is 10 years old. I love his spirit, smile, and the joy that he has for life. He is very sensitive to God at work in his life – it’s eerie sometimes. The storms of life have come against him and he has learned to be a “Wave” walker and look to Jesus. I want to be like him when I grow up in Jesus!!
Donna M said…
My favorite family member is my Grandpa Honn. He passed away in 1999 and I miss him greatly. I will always remember him buying me ice cream for my birthday. He never had much money, in fact I can recall him scaping change together to pay for gas for his truck so buying me an icecream was a big deal. He reached the height of 6’7″ so to me barely 5’2″ he was always a giant but gentle in everyway. I remember cuddling on his lap on Saturdays to watch cartoons with him. Thank you for reminding me of him.
I would have to say my dog. She’s not very demanding, doesn’t care how I look, and is always happy to see me!
and there are many many more! If you need a pick me up or are in need of a good laugh…or cry, you can read the rest here (scroll to the bottom)