As I've grown older, I've come to realize that my family's...let's call them "eccentricities" are actually a strength. They make us who we are, and I wouldn't trade them for the world.
My aunt, on the other hand, has a fascination with historical reenactments. She's been known to show up to family gatherings in full Victorian attire, complete with corset and parasol. It's...a sight to behold. my pervi family
My parents, for instance, have an obsession with antique door knobs. They collect them, display them proudly in our home, and even have a secret handshake involving a particularly ornate fixture from the 1920s. My siblings and I used to roll our eyes, but now we just smile and play along. As I've grown older, I've come to realize that my family's
My family may not be "normal" in the classical sense, but we're ours. And in a world where everyone seems to be striving for perfection, I think it's refreshing to be a little...perplexing. She's been known to show up to family
In fact, I've started to appreciate the little things about my family that make us weird. Like how my dad insists on making his famous (and infamous) seven-layer Jell-O salad for every holiday. Or how my mom still uses her extensive collection of VHS tapes to create impromptu movie nights.