Family. Can't live with 'em, can't live without 'em. My extended family is slightly crazy. And by slightly crazy I mean extremely crazy. But it has made me realize something. My immediate family is pretty darn amazing. They care about me, provide for me, help me, and don't have mental breakdowns that involve hanging up the phone and screaming swear words at each other. No family is perfect, but slowly I'm figuring out that my family is pretty close. Because they're great. And we want to make each other laugh and want to help each other out. And in one week, my family is going to be completely together again for the first time in two years. So it doesn't matter that the extended family is crazy. Because the rest of us, we're pretty great.