Family: part 2

Let's try again, shall we?

My family. They make me smile. They make me sigh. What would I do without them?
I wish I could think of words better than, "I am so thankful for my family," but I can't, so those will have to do.

My parents are great people. We don't always agree on everything, sure, but in the end they're there when I need them. They've done so much for me, it makes me wonder how I could repay them at all. Is that how it goes, then? Parents pour themselves into their children, and don't expect much in return, so their children pour all they have into their own kids. Or something like that. I hope not; I'd like to give something back to my parents. They're my superheros.

My sister is one of a kind, and I wouldn't trade her for anything in the world. She's an amazing girl and I love her to death. She has taught me how to live, shaped my life, and she has no idea she's done it. I hope she'll know someday.

I will do anything for her, I just wish others felt half as strongly at times. But, alas, that's not the world. We don't get everything served to us on a silver platter, so why should we expect it? This world is cruel at times, and I hope she learns it's not something to rely on. I do hope she finds people who are willing to understand her, and are willing to believe she has more potential than she's given credit for. She deserves it.

This is certainly not all I have to say regarding my family, but I can't fit everything about them into a nice, neat, compact post, so I'll stop here. :)