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The front door is open

 Snapp secret... I've always been envious of the southern families I see on tv. You know the ones. The ones where Sunday dinner means dinner with all the cousins and aunts and uncles. The ones where graduation means the whole family comes to celebrate. The ones where the whole family, grandma and cousins included lives within a few blocks of one another.


My family has never been close. Due to a lot of sin and a lot of hurt feelings I've never had much of a relationship with my siblings and their children or even my parents siblings and their children. We reap what we sow. And the good Lord knows I have done my fair share of separation away from my family. Equally the good Lord knows that my family has separated from eachother and it has nothing to do with me. 


Part of me thinks this is natural for midwestern modern day families. We move apart, have differing views, differing schedules and we all skedaddle apart. But in my heart sometimes it hurts. 


I have this crazy dream that I will have multiple children and build a compound on the farm where each kid and their families will have a home and somehow my grand children will be close to their cousins. That's my dream. That's my prayer.


I wish I could go back and change the past and make it so everyone lived near by and Sunday dinners meant the whole family. But God doesn't allow me to go back, only forward. And sometimes forward means leaving people alone. That's one of the most painful lessons God has taught me. Sometimes forward means not messaging my niece to tell her I love her despite her father blocking me from being in her life. Sometimes forward means not reaching out to my father's brother and inviting him to dinner at my house. Sometimes forward means leaving everyone alone and focusing on my own families future. And that is hard.


But I continue to dream. The lord put this dream in my heart for a reason. A dream where my grand children will have Sunday dinner with their cousins every Sunday. A dream where my mother will live with me at 95. A dream that if I put focus towards, may one day come true. 


Until then I will do the small things that bring me comfort and make me feel a little less without family. I have holiday dinners at my house with the cousins and aunts and uncles. I message my aunts. I go and visit random relatives when I have time. I leave my front door open. Because I may not be able to go back in the past but I can at least leave my door open for today and tomorrow and the future.


Lindsay Snapp







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