Several years ago I was telling one of the funny stories about my family to my father-in-law. Joe was not quite sure what to think of his step son's new wife but he listened through the story. "But, Delora," he questioned, "If they are like that, why would you tell anyone?"
The fact was and is, that family is the greatest source of comedy or drama a writer can hope to have and my family is particularly rich in stories told and retold until no one exactly knows what really happened in the first place.
I feel particularly lucky to have been raised in a family that teaches us to not take ourselves or others too seriously. Though we, as a whole, are far from anything professional mental health care providers would even label dysfunctional, we manage to live, love, and laugh without harming each other too drastically.
I shall try to amuse in this blog with the stories of friends and family and hope that all of them can forgive me or if not, at least, give their side of the stories in loving memory. I also hope to inspire others to look at their own families lore and share the laughter and tears that make all families so different and so very much alike.
My dear friend, Carol, and my daughter, Teri, are responsible for these ramblings so if you object, take it up with them.
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