Spreuken over Familie

A farmer who had a quarrelsome family called his sons and told them to lay a bunch of sticks before him. Then, after laying the sticks parallel to one another and binding them, he challenged his sons, one after one, to pick up the bundle and break it. They all tried, but in vain. Then, untying the bundle, he gave them the sticks to break one by one. This they did with the greatest ease. Then said the father, Thus, my sons, as long as you remain united, you are a match for anything, but differ and separate, and you are undone.

We never know the love of our parents for us till we have become parents.

To us, family means putting your arms around each other and being there.

Family faces are magic mirrors looking at people who belong to us, we see the past, present, and future

We do family stuff. Tonight we're in Santa Rosa, and then we drive all night to Anaheim, which is good news for my daughter because you know what's there. We do family stuff. We went to Sea World in San Diego, and we figure out stuff to do. And if not, there's always the hotel pool.