Put 5 sisters in the back seat of car and drive them 15 hours and you realize the meaning of family. Fighting. Laughing. Sleeping. Singing. Teasing. Smiling. I love my family. More than anything in this world. Its in small moments like playing Apples to Apples or teasing each other about polka dot pants or staying up late to watch SYTYCD that I realize how important these people are to me. They make me happy.
My grandpa once wrote his philosophy on life. He said that people are more important than things and your people are more important than other people's people. He was a wise man. Without my family I wouldn't be me. So even though 15 hours is a long time to be stuck in a car, I'm glad I'm stuck with them. Mexico here we come! Family :)
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