14 Stories About Family That Make Us Appreciate Our Closest Ones

Family, in any shape or form, is our first organized system, providing love and a sense of security.

They’re often unafraid to speak the truth, even if it stings, because their aim is to help you grow rather than judge you. Additionally, family can add a humorous touch to daily life, making everything a bit better.

We believe that good relationships with your family is something precious and some people just can’t help it but share their lovely memories.

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Story 1
My husband and I called my sweet, 85-year-old grandma to tell her I got a new job. She congratulated us, talked for a bit, and then hung up. Later she called me to say I should open a secret bank account and never tell my husband about it. My grandma is fierce.

Story 2
My wife’s uncle (who owned the farm where we were getting married) stood up at the objection part. Immediately,

his son yelled at him to sit down. To his credit, he did for about 12 seconds and then stood up again.

He objected because there was a big storm coming up the driveway, about to smack the ceremony. My wife made it inside before getting drenched. Got married inside instead.

Story 3
One time in high school, my brother took my car and CRASHED it, got it fixed, and put it back in the driveway all within my 6-hour school day. He kept it a secret for 4 years!!! I think that’s the most sibling thing ever.

Story 4
I went from “Mama”

to “Mommy”

to “Mom”

to, “Hey, can I have a $20?”

Story 5
Found my missing cardigan when my sister posted a FB pic of her wearing it.

Story 6
My aunt just created a group chat called Cheryl’s Surprise Party and then left the group. I’m feeling a lot of emotions but mostly respect.

Story 7
My dad marrying his third wife: My stepbrother and I were in the wedding party. He was about 6, I was 10. The preacher asks if anyone objects and my brother raises his hand very politely. My dad asks why, and my stepbrother replies, “Because I want you to promise to take me fishing whenever I want first.”

Story 8
8 y.o.: I don’t want to have bunk beds anymore. Me: Why not? 8 y.o.: What if my brother falls through and crushes me while I’m sleeping? Me: That won’t happen. 8 y.o.: Are you sure? He’s one real heavy son of a bleep!

Story 9
Thoughts and prayers for my husband as our 5 y.o. looked him straight in the eye and told him, “Your jokes aren’t funny.”

Story 10
Just overheard my 54 y.o. dad tell my 58 y.o. aunt, “Don’t tell Mom.” So apparently that’s a lifelong thing.

Story 11
Watching football with your 11 y.o. daughter is fun because when you get frustrated at your team, she asks calming questions, like, “Daddy, do you really think you can do better than the players?”

Story 12
I told my nephew a watermelon was gonna grow in his stomach because he ate some of the seeds, and I kid you not, he looked me straight in the eyes and said “Nope because there’s no sunlight so you’re wrong, and college has failed you.” He’s 7.

Story 13
Before I became a parent, I never thought I would break up a fight at a living room guinea pig fashion show, yet here we are.

Story 14
Him: “Guys, what should we get mom for Christmas?” 8 y.o.: “She likes to cook so…a pot? A pan?” Him: “Umm, maybe something more exciting?” 8 y.o.: “A…spatula?”

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