So, I missed last week's Photostory Friday and I hated it! I was jonesing for it! But business got the better of me. Shame, shame. I'll never let it happen again. :-)
This week's Photostory Friday is about FAMILY.
Big D's family to be precise. He briefly touched upon (in his 15-year meme) how he was adult-adopted in his early twenties.
While I'm not about to go into the story (in this post anyway) of how it all came about, I will say that my Big D, despite his shitty childhood, lucked out as an adult when he met his future parents. His parents and family took him like their own, embraced him and taught him all about his new family. He is so lucky in that he has an incredibly strong bond with each and every member, a stronger bond than some have by blood. They chose him to be a member of their very special. And I am honored to have joined their family.
Daryl's Gramp and I are like two peas in a pod. We have a very similar sarcastic wit and often "gang up" on Big D, all in good fun of course. He is a loving, gentle man, despite his big lumber-jack size, who shares a special bond with Big D. Every year they go hunting together and those couple days are something that Big D looks forward to every year. My favorite moment with Daryl's Gramp came the night our Rehearsal Dinner when we were saying goodbye. I hugged him and jokingly said, "Uh oh, look out! Tomorrow I will really be a part of your family!" Gramp turned to me with a twinkle in his eye and said, "Kiddo? You were a part of the family the day Daryl brought you home to meet us." I still well up, thinking about that.
Daryl's Grandma is not so soft and squishy as Gramp. But she is loving in her own way. She is crafty and smart, good with money and advice, makes a mean homemade jam, knows anything and everything about gardening...her thumb is like ten shades of green. Any time we have a question about nature? We go ask Grandma. Daryl said that he became really close with her, and realized just how much like her he is, when he moved in with his grandparents after his parents got a divorce. He is grateful for that special time spent learning and growing his relationship with her. When his Grandma takes me outside and points out different plants and vegetables and what they need to be nourished and bloom, and pulls out her shovel to give me pieces of everything to grow on my own, I actually get a lump in my throat. This is my way of bonding with Big D's Grandma and I wouldn't change it for the world.
Family is our heart.