“WHERE’S THE PERMANANT MARKER?” someone yells over the sounds of kids running, moms cooking, sisters chatting, and cousins laughing. And so it begins, the insanity of any holidays and reunions in my family. Or any get-together, really.
Marlowe (and Williams) get togethers consist of the following:
-many plastic cups marked with names
-more board games than any one family should own
-too much good food
-hours of good belly laughter
-the occasional game of flashlight tag, mafia, or murderer in the dark
-multiple kids of all ages
and so much more.
I’m from a very big, very loud, very loving family.
and I am so grateful.
I think every day I realize a little more what a blessing family is and how incredibly fortunate I am to have one that is so full of love.
I can’t begin to put into words what it means to me to see this being passed on to the next generation of Marlowe and Williams kids, so I won’t try.
Maybe this could say it better: