Tonight I have been perusing old family photos. So much nostalgia. Even though I grew up with twelve siblings, I had no idea that our family wasn't normal. We did all of the normal things. We laughed. We bickered. We invaded each other's lives. We respected our parents. We had fun. Thank the Lord for pictures to bring back the memories. I had forgotten some of the things that made my family close. The pictures show it all. One thing I noticed - we did things together. And I believe it made my family strong. Better than normal? I think so.