I remember when my youngest sister was born, when I was a young child playing in the dirt with my younger sister Morgan, when my oldest sister first moved out. The changes that developed within my family astound me. I can't believe people undergo so many personality changes to become who you know them as. Seeing my younger sisters change from who they were to who they are and looking to who they become is as exciting as it is interesting.
The craziest thing about getting older is realizing that your family will not be around forever - that it won't stay the same as you always remember it as a child. Once in a while my mind wanders and I think of the future when my parents will not be with us anymore and honestly I can't imagine living without them. These thoughts are always followed by thoughts of my parent's parents passing away and understanding that all people die, but to live without them just seems unreasonable and undesirable.
The saddest thing to grasp is that we all pass away and our family will most likely drift away from each other, seeing each other only on holidays and special occasions. We only see my grandparents once in a while on my father's side, and on my mother's we almost never see the entire family. I know this is hard on my mom, and I hope that my family always stays close so we can always enjoy each other's company.
I didn't always cherish my family like I do now. There was a time when I thought my parents were a drag, that I wished I could have families like my friends, but now I realize that I wouldn't want to trade my family for the world. They are some of the most important thing in my life. I don't want to think about them being any different than they are now, but time changes and I know we won't ever be the same. I wish time would just freeze sometimes.
