We all have our own 'definitons' of FAMILY.
We also have our own EXPERIENCE of familly.
Here is the first from Wiktionary:
also called nuclear family
Now here a more general and 'modern' definition:
In Diane's text that follows you will find another definition
and also Diane's EXPERIENCE of family
which puts the HEART into the definition.
Enjoy!
Suzanne
I’m not going to speak about my wedding or
when my
sons or my grandchildren were born.
No! My title is : FRIDAY THE 13th,
SEPTEMBER 1963.
My parents wanted four children. Ten months
after their wedding, they had my sister. In those days everyone around
them counted! Ouf, it was OK. Four years and half later, I arrived!
But after perfection, ooops me… nothing. Nine years later, they decided to
adopt another girl. They followed the procedure and the HAPPY day
arrived: Friday the 13th! They had to choose a baby to adopt and they came
back home with her.
They were in Nicolet. It was inside the
hospital and the crèche had a maximum of 22 babies. They had selected
five before for my parents arrived. The babies were sitting in highchairs with
pretty dresses on. But one baby was on the floor, only wearing a
camisole. She had a sore throat and a runny nose. My parents saw her
and at that moment said “That’s our girl!” Johanne became my sister.
While this was happening, I was at school.
After class, I went to my friend’s. I must have called home every fifteen
minutes. Finally my father answered! I could go home and see my
sister for the first time. We lived in Victoriaville. I had my
bicycle. I had to take a street, because there was a crescent, I had to
pass through a field on a little path and finally to my backyard. The
kitchen had a Bay Window and I saw the highchair with a little head on the
side. I pedaled faster and faster and I rode up the hill.
I can’t tell you how much that day meant for me, I
can only tell you that I tried to go up that hill many times after that day and
I never ever succeeded again.
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