I have a colleague who has frequentlly commented that every family is dysfunctional, and in some ways, I have to agree. After all, every parent is human, and being human, we are inclined to fail (at least sometimes). Each of us has to admit that we are vulnerable to messing up. Even those of us who are diligently conscientious (read "anal") and have the best of intentions - we are going to fail. [An aside: if you are dating someone who has a difficult time owning up to this, beware --- inability to admit this belies a grandiosity that will eventually reveal itself (painfully) in your relationship.]
One of our daughters-in-law (a beautiful young woman, both inside and out) was a psychology major here at the University of St. Thomas. After she and our son were engaged, her parents came to our house for Easter dinner, and we weren't into the dinner more than 15 or 20 minutes when her mother looked over at me and said: "John, when our daughter took her first course from you, she came home at Thanksgiving and informed us that we had a dysfunctional family." You could have heard a pin drop! One of our other sons (without missing a beat) interjected: "When I took my first course with my dad, I was certain I came from a dysfunctional family too." Wow - what a great comment. Not only did he dispell the tension that was thick in the air, but he also clearly stated a truth that few are willing to recognize.

















