Ahhh Family.......

So, as I sit in my room wrapping Christmas presents (because I am the resident gift-wrapper of my household, I know what sits in all of those boxes under the tree) I hear my Dad and Grandpa yelling at each other in the room under me, whispers float through my ears of my sister calling me a freak (like she does ten times a day), and my mother as usual abstains from the conflict. Now, to you this may not seem like an ideal family, but to me, they are perfect. Want to know why? Unconditional love. It's what I've been surrounded by since I was born. My parents love my sister and I more than I can fathom. I can tell from the way my dad takes me out for lunch, even when my mom says to forage for leftovers (I hate leftovers), or from the way my dad and I can have a full out screaming match and then an hour later I'm sitting on his lap (even though I'm in college) and he hugs me and says he will always love me. I can tell from when my dad and grandpa argue because they are too alike to let on to their true feelings of how scared they are of not having one another, and when I come home from college my mom looks like she is going to cry, but doesn't because she abstains from all conflict. And yes, even with my sister I can tell when she is having a bad day, or needs to talk, she comes to me, or when she falls asleep on the couch next to me and looks so docile, like the baby I remember holding as a new big sister. So I sit here, continuing wrapping everyone's presents, content with the knowledge that maybe my family isn't perfect all the time, but we sure as hell do love each other.