As much as knowing we are going to have a house full of people stresses me out. A strange thing happens once the house full of family. Generally there is a 3 generations ,just to sit and relax and watch my children tend to their children ,listening to all the different conversations and bickering(it is a family gathering). It all gives me a great sense of accomplishment, that I get no where else , mid life crisis maybe. It all turns into a loud party with everyone having a good time. Make my way around to talk to everyone making sure not to miss anyone,tickling little ones and holding all the babies keeps me busy. Help with feeding them all sometimes more than just one meal. And when all is said and done and they all pack up and leave I get all sad they are leaving and may shed a few tears, but wait I recall seeing my father doing the same thing at the end of family gatherings and not getting it. I am my father son , no denying that !

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