This is an account of a day in the life a free and independent nomadic individual who answers to the name -
Bethany Michelle Harkins.

Join her as she travels on a journey towards deep discovery and awareness of the world outside her prim suburban abode. Colloquy of travel, discussion of dissertations, random written discourses, transcripts of inspiration, and many random whimsical ramblings are foreseen in the impending text.

Fancy that?

Monday, May 31, 2010

(UN)USUAL

(as I begin this text, My youngest brother, Benjamin bounds across the house in vain to "de-stick" a frozen popsicle to his frantic ,dyed & discolored tongue, thus illustrating my point of...well wacky, for lack of a better word.)

My usual is nonexistent for I do not have an average day, nor do I want one.

My usual is sporadic joyous chaos. And that I have freshly determined is unusual.

My family, is a unique unit held together by differences, love, and that craving for frustration we all hanker for deep down inside (maybe not the latter?).

But none the less, the complete differences seem to hold us together and keep us functioning (or) keep us on edge....I'm not confident of the difference.

In personality the scale of similarity differentiates immensely.

In desire the range is massive.

In skill the sphere is extensive.

And that, that could cause us to grow ever closer.

Our immediate family, (my mom, dad, brothers, & sisters) consists of a Teacher, Mediator, Counselor, Author, Executive, Lawyer, Mechanic, Store Manager, Full time Musician, Actors, Mama's, Exemplary Cooks, & Students.

To see it in black & white makes me realize...we could be a living, functioning civilization on our own!

The vast talent & skill brings us to rely on each-other and be very close.

That same talent & skill also brings us to be very different in opinions, beliefs, and methods of communication.

I lead a fun life. Rarely dull (for if it is that is due to the individuals consent.) Other than my brother who lives in London, England we all live in a very small radius of one another (maybe 15 miles?).

I glance at different families...different sizes, shapes, ethnics, beliefs. We seem to bear it all. As I walk through the every day that which may seem mundane to some it is not to me. Even setting the dinner table is a jovial 'chore' I readily accept. I enjoy hearing the varying number of plates, forks, napkins, etc. that need to be placed (artistically...for our table is swallowed 10x over when we are all around it.) around our long wooden four-legged support.

I lead beautiful life as I state readily and often. I am a happy child who wonders...why grow up? But the only answer I can muster is "so I may do it all my own" and develop my own crazy, wacky, oversize tribe of a family. And that's my life.

My family is a gift, I am thankful God wrapped.

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