Quotes About Family

Neva closed her eyes and prayed aloud, asking God to kiss Belle's dreams with all things pleasant and awaken her in the morning with the reminder of His unwavering presence. Then she gave her daughter a hug and a kiss and tiptoed from the room.

that is the way of life—people coming and going. A poor excuse for a father I would be if I held you back and kept you from blooming.

It only took one generation of neglecting God to turn a faithful family into a faithless one.

lifted the jug he'd left in the shade between the mercantile and drugstore and took a lengthy swig, his gaze lifting to the window of Sadie's room. Wouldn't she rather have a whole house to call her own? Sure she would. Every woman wanted her own place, a husband, and a family. And he was willing to give it to her, if only she'd stop fluttering her eyelashes at the sheriff and look at Sid.

A legacy is worth protecting.

Thad kept his voice light, even though his heart had suddenly decided to set up a fierce boom-boom inside his chest. "Are you hoping to have a big family of your own someday?" "Of course! Big and boisterous." She laughed, the sound like creek water tripping over rocks. "I can't imagine family being any other way.

I know we haven't known each other for very long, but I know enough to see you're perfect for me. You love God, you want a big family someday, you're hardworking. And I can see us serving a congregation together—me preaching, you singing . . ." He smiled, his fingers tightening on hers. "We were made for each other, don't you see?

Growing up, I didn't give my grandfather's photography a second thought. I wasn't involved in his work, except that I helped my dad print his negatives.

I felt no pressure that my grandfather was famous and my uncle was famous.

I didn't want to travel. I didn't want to leave my family. I heard all these stories from Dad about not having Edward around when he was young, and I didn't want that to happen.

Dad is my best mate and I can tell Mum absolutely anything. I really appreciate Mum and Dad. Why are we so close? Young parents, I think. The rock business keeps their minds young.

My parents have a wonderful marriage, for many years. But I can't commit myself for such a long time.

Because, Mom, I'm really proud of you for finally standing up for yourself and ending things with Daddy.

Borderline parents with an insecure sense of self may use jewelry, clothes, and other trappings as proof of their attainment of the idealized happy family, regardless of their means. Rather than unconditional love, nurturance, and open communication, the emphasis may have been on how things appeared to outsiders. Thus the need for expensive cars, respectable jobs, obedient children, well-groomed pets, a carefully landscaped yard. The

your parent may actually have consciously or unconsciously reinforced you as the caretaker to meet his or her needs, to be the nurturer and provider of emotional support,

And even if it felt like Mam hated me, she had to love me, didn't she? She had to love me, because she was my mam, and Susan was just somebody who got stuck taking care of Jamie and me because of the war.

I kept traveling down the road. And everywhere it was the same. What was my name, who were my people? What was I supposed to say? That my father is the president, and my mother is his slave?

wanted Mam to be like Susan. I didn't really trust Susan not to be like Mam.

When we'd settled ourselves on the bed in Jamie's room, he said quietly, "Mam was angry at everything too." My head snapped up. "Because of me," I said. "Because of my foot.

Mam had never been anything but angry. Even when she smiled, she always stayed angry inside. No sadness, no joy. Just anger.

But I'm used to him not being around, especially when I'm at school. I mostly didn't live with him. So I don't actually miss him even though I'm sorry that he's dead. Sometimes I realize that for a few hours I've forgotten all about him. I think I miss the idea of him more than miss his real self. Does that make me a bad person? I'm afraid it does.

I told you, nobody goes into foster care for good reasons. Foster care might be better than anything you've ever had in your life so far, and it will still never be as good as what you should have had. If the family you were born into was what it should have been.

I'll come," she said softly. "I will. It would be good to be among family again.

When we'd settled ourselves on the bed in Jamie's room, he said quietly, "Mam was angry at everything too.