Most people are lucky if they end up with one good family.
I’m blessed to be a part of two.
We spent this past weekend with my husband’s family in Gainesville. Here are some of them at our wedding almost four years ago:
I say “some” of them because this family is big. Really big. Here we are at Thanksgiving a few years back:
Let’s just say it took me a LONG time to figure out everyone’s names and who belongs to who! My mother-in-law has eight siblings and it is an awesome time when everyone gets together. It’s so cool that all of the cousins (who are around my husband’s age) are still great friends. And now we all have kiddos around the same age!
There’s one thing this family loves to do – EAT. We basically just hang out between meals, waiting for the next chance to eat. And trust me, if you tasted the food, you would do the same thing.
But the best thing about this family is not just how much they like being around each other (which is much more than most families) but it’s how much they LOVE each other. They look out for each other. They take care of each other. They pray for each other. They encourage each other.
This family welcomed me with open arms and I am so honored to be part of it.
I never had the chance to meet my husband’s grandparents, but I am so thankful to be part of the legacy they left behind through their children, their children’s children, and now their children’s children’s children. A legacy of faith. Of love. Of family.
It makes me wonder…what kind of legacy will I leave behind?
What kind of legacy will YOU leave? Do you consider yourself to be part of someone else’s “legacy”?