Hello friends and family. The Blogging Challenge continues. It is time to talk with all of you about my family. Family, got no choice but to live with em’, can’t live without them. I am 25, the third of four siblings, and from a family of six.
Michael “Mike” Haywood Harris(Dad) For as long as I can remember, Dad has always been dad. To this day, he is not the parent to let his kids address him by his first name. He believes too that you should father your children when they’re growing up; that you should be friends with your kids after they’re grown. That in my opinion is one of a few good ways to get your sons and daughters to love and respect you. Me and my siblings love our father dearly, and he’s proud of each of us. He’s always encouraging me and advising me and the others if we ever ask for advice.
Dad and I share some similarities. We’re both into music, writing, and singing. All three, we use to minister to others about Christ. Dad is the guy who can start a conversation with anybody. If you were stick him in a room with a stranger off the street, I guarantee you that after five minutes the stranger would be smiling and laughing by my Dad’s personality. Dad has the gift of “gab”. That gift has served him well, as he preaches sermons as a church elder to multiple church congregations.
Marcella “Molly” Paulette Harris(Mom) Mom is the only woman in this world who I fully trust and don’t stress about. No offense to anyone. She is the queen of the family, as well as the queen of the kitchen. I enjoy everything she makes, from deserts to dinner foods with fake meat. If you haven’t had my mom’s cooking, I invite you to attend one of our church potlucks. You won’t be sorry. I have yet to hear a complaint from a church member regarding her cuisines. She even makes sure there isn’t any real meat to please the Adventist diet.
If I’m ever having trouble withsomething, such as finances, Mom is always there to help. Aside from her cooking, I admire my mom’s planning and creativity. She is the head of our church social committee. Even though our numbers at the socials may be few, those of us who do attend end up having a good time, thanks to all the effort she gives. She is one of the most loving people I have ever known.
Michael “Mike” Ross Harris My oldest brother is 12 years older than me. Out of all my siblings I feel the closest to him. But that’s just because we talk more and I see him the most because he lives 3 hours away. If there is anyone who is most like Dad personality wise, it is Mike. When they’re both around each other they can just have the time of their lives. It’s never a dull conversation having both men in the room. Their sense of humor is similar. I admire Mike’s patience, humor, and sense of intelligence. He likes to debate, laugh, and question anything around him. He’s been married since 2002, and has 13-year-old son.
Christopher”Chris” Roland Harris My second oldest brother is three years younger than Mike, and nine years older than me. Some people assume that Mike and Chris are from a previous marriage, but all four of us have the same Mom and Dad. Chris and I are almost spitting images of one another. To this day, there is always someone who calls me Chris by mistake. Out of all my siblings, Chris seems the most serious. Maybe that comes from military life. He has been in the Navy since 2003.
When Christ was younger, he was tasked by Mom and Dad to watch over me and our sister. I’m pretty sure he hated it. I believe he expressed that he didn’t want to have any kids after babysitting us. Looking back, who could blame him? I used to pull on his ear when I was really little as I sucked on my fingers. Chris recalls that one day I even slapped him right out of the blue, and I went back to sucking on my fingers like nothing happened. And he threw a fit. Ironically, he is now married with a son and two daughters. He loves his family.
Christina “Tina” Renee Harris. Mya sister is two years younger than me: Looking back, I can only imagine what it was like for her having three brothers, and being the only other female in the family. What I admire most about Tina is how tough she is. She is not the person who you can push around, talk down to, or take advantage of. I wish had a little bit more of attitude, because I can come across as an easy target because of my generosity. (Don’t get any ideas.) In this world, people will not hesitate to take advantage of the nice ones. Dad probably won’t admit this, but I think Tina gets a lot from him. We’re not quite friends, but there is a respect and a definite love we have for each other. The day she left home for marriage life, Tina said she loved me, which was rare, and I said it back. After she left for the airport with Mom and Dad, I sat in the living room, and much to my surprise, two tears escaped my eyes. Even if you don’t always get along with your brothers and sisters, you love them anyway.
I love my family. I can only hope that when I start my own, that we can be as tight as me, Mom & Dad, and my siblings have been. For the sake of getting talked about, I won’t be sharing any family pictures, but I hope you enjoyed hearing about my clan, if anyone uses that word any more.
What about your family? What are they like?