Quotes About Family

On Thanksgiving Day we acknowledge our dependence.

Watch over our child. Guide him safely from the ways of harm. Keep happy his heart, brave his soul, and rosy his cheeks. Guard with your life his hopes and dreams, for he is all that we have, all that we are, and all that we will ever be.

In all my centers of life, in all those times I had seen the hug and the kiss good night, I had only watched. No Mother or Father had ever done those things to me. I knew their power; I knew that this ritual was a great protector of children during their journey through the night.

I looked at my father and looked at those dry fields [in Malawi]. It was the future I couldn't accept.

Sometimes I wonder what if I run off or dropped dead," Francis said. "Helen'd probably go crazy." "Why if you dropped dead she'd bury you before you started stinkin'," Jack said. "That's all'd happen." "What a heart you have," Francis said. "You gotta bury your dead," Jack said.

I wouldn't mind bein' buried right here," Francis told Rudy. "You from around here?" "Used to be. Born here." "Your family here?" "Some." "Who's that?" "You keep askin' questions about me, I'm gonna give you a handful of answers.

Heavenly Father, for the blessings of this food and these friends and our families, we thank you. In Jesus's name, amen.

History. And from history came community. And community was something that spread out beyond itself, resulting in towns and nations. But it all began with family.

The daytime. The nighttime. Eating. Just lying here thinking. Nothing feels right. I keep waiting for her to come up the stairs and poke her head into our room and, you know, goof around with us." "I know what you mean," I said. "What do we do, Frank?" "I think we just keep going on. We keep doing what we always do and someday it'll feel right again." "Will it? Really?" "Yeah, I think so.

my mother heated Campbell's tomato soup and made grilled cheese sandwiches with Velveeta and we ate dinner and afterward watched Have Gun—Will Travel.

With Mother home I liked the idea that we'd been saved as a family by the miracle of that ordinary grace.

Before he'd shoved off in his canoe, he'd said, "We don't die. In the things we pass on to our children, we go on living.

I'd considered loss only from my own perspective and Albert's and Mose's and Emmy's, because our parents had been taken from us. But it worked the other way, too. Losing a child, that had to be akin to losing a good part of your heart.

And I thought, as I had so many times before, that what's important to a human being, any human being, isn't the wealth that comes from money, but the richness that comes from community, a sense of connectedness to family and to friends and, as Rainy and Henry would probably have said, to the spirit of the Great Mystery that runs through all creation.

As Cork drove away, he leaned out the window of his Bronco and called out to his children a father's wish and a father's blessing: "Be good.

We piled into the car, a 1955 Packard Clipper the color of canned peas that my mother had named Lizzie.

Believe me, Buck, if you have family, you can lose everything and still count yourself a rich man.

traditional marriage ceremony of the Anishinaabeg. You will share the same fire. You will hang your garments together. You will help one another. You will walk the same trail. You will look after one another. Be kind to one another. Be kind to your children.

When Emil returned from the Second World War blind and disfigured and wanting only to feed in isolation on the meat of his bitterness, his family had purchased and completely renovated a farmhouse that was a stone's throw from the edge of town.

It's as if your parents have to die before you really understand who they are.

Dear old Uncle Skulky, man, is the impossibly mad relative we all have sleeping in our souls.

At seventeen, I knew: my entire childhood had been just a prelude to this girl. I had never felt anything like it, and still haven't. I felt changed by her, physically. I became a different person, myself, the person I am now. And everything that came after-my family, my home, our entire life together-was a gift she gave me.

It was as if there was a place called After, and if I could just push my family across to that shore, then everything would be all right. There would be time for all these "soft" problems in the land of After.

With the minivan in the air, rolling counterclockwise, the engine racing, Laurie screaming -- a fraction of a second, that's all -- Jacob would have thought of me -- who had held him, my own baby, looked down into his eyes -- and he would have understood I loved him, no matter what, to the very end -- as he saw the concrete wall flying forward to meet him.