Sunday, January 11, 2009
The Traditional Family
It’s funny to think about family. What is a family? The dictionary tells us it is a group consisting of parents and children under one household. Is that what makes a family? It’s so general, so unemotional. Just a group of people who are related either by blood or marriage. I always thought that those were just elements, not what kept the family together. Love, trust, and dependency was the fixed sticky glue that kept the family, or at least that’s what I thought. As the pages in my life continue to be written word by word, page by page, I discover that many of my notions that I produced since I was a little girl are far far off from reality. My small brain’s interpretation of the world was not wrong, but was instead mislead or was in a way blinded by my circumstances that were put forth in my own little world of childhood. All this was done, of course I know for my own good. I was “too young” to know the truth. They were giving me a “chance to live a semi-normal life.” Is there an age minimum for the truth? The individual that is being told the lie will find out later, and that person, which goes by the name of liar, doesn’t know how or when that will happen. Depending on the individual, there are various reactions in which they could choose to bear oneself. Is it right? You may not be lying directly, but instead avoiding the problem, imagining that it’s not there. Is it not the same? That person has a right to know what’s going on. It’s their life, not yours. It is your job to protect them, but not deny them the knowledge of all things. A sheltered life isn’t always the best thing. After seeing the world in a black and white tunnel, the shock of the bright, colorful, and wide-open spaced world, comes like 2-by-4. So why am I formulating these thoughts onto a Microsoft Word document? There really isn’t a substantial answer to that question. Just me reflecting on life and what it brings to all of us, the expected and unexpected. But whatever life throws at us, we can all be comforted in the fact, that we are not alone.
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