I wanted for us to be
of those that
But all that happened,
was us traveling further away
from each other.
I know my family used to get on my nerves all the time, well they still do. I used to wonder why God would put in a home like this, and why I was the only one who understood what I was going through. But now, I understand. I’m just like my family, it is where I belong. Doesn’t mean I love being at home all the time, but different families have different bonds. Mine isn’t actually strength with unity.
And as I’ve grown, and seen the world, I’ve come to appreciate my family a lot, with all our craziness and drama, because no family goes without its package of this. Even though I have much to be grateful for, I’m grateful for the weird togetherness that we share. Far in distance, but never in heart. I love that we are together, although we are scattered all over the globe, and we have that security of forever in this world that’s falling apart.
We see the splitting of families happening on TV, and we think that this only happens in the Western world, but take a look around you, and you will see that it’s happening right in front of you too. The way this affects a family, is not something that I would wish upon any child, no matter how old or mature. In our point of view, it’s always better to be unhappy together rather than happy apart. Selfish, but true.
Though fighting is something that we have all witnessed at one time of our life, and we tend to worry that it is going to turn worse, it usually doesn’t, all it does at the most is bring us closer. But the times that it does get bad, it’s much more tolerable than not seeing one of your parents everyday for the rest of your life, choosing sides when you don’t want to, and splitting holidays. I wouldn’t like it much, or at all.
Some of us however, make peace with this, especially if our parents are visibly happier and tolerant of the other. This takes a long time to achieve; however, it’s definitely worth the wait. It’s harder to part with a parent, to see them with strangers, but it’s important to realize that they too deserve happiness in their lives apart from their children, and that they will still love us no matter what, but we should continue the effort to be close to both of them.
More often than not, in our side of the world it’s common to find families with only one parent, not due to divorce but because one of them has passed on. This too has an effect on families, and sometimes it’s easy to tell when someone around you comes from a home with only one parent. In this case, the passed parent, if lost at a young age of the child, will be idolized tremendously by the child and the child will lose that side of the upbringing.
But remember that if your remaining parent finds another person to love, that your parent is not trying to replace the parent that you have lost. They need the companionship, they need the support, and they need help. Raising us isn’t easy and it’s a two-person job. A big hand to those parents who do it single-handedly, it must not be easy. We all need role models in which to follow your lives. Usually, we do end up like our parents.
Occasionally, we find the odd parent who decides though they are part of a family, they refuse to contribute to it, and sadly, this too affects us to no end. It brings extra burden, and the terrible sense of not belonging. We further tend to not belong as we grow or overachieve to gain some sort of emotion from the parent who has decided to ignore us. We have to start pulling ourselves together, and supporting ourselves from a young age, something we shouldn’t do till older.
What I’m trying to say is, we all have our family secrets and family dramas. This is part and parcel of being a family, protecting and guiding. So don’t give your parents a hard time, they are trying to do the best they can do with what they have. No family is perfect, and no family is textbook. Things come and go, and we must just deal with them. Soon you’ll find that no matter whom you become and how far away from your family you want to run, you can’t.
Home is where the heart is. The oldest adage in the book. It’s true. Doesn’t matter how broken or damaged our homes are, that is where our roots are, and only from those roots can we fly with independent and confident. These roots will always keep us firm in the ground, even in the largest distance that we fly. Never be ashamed from where you come. Home and family is what makes us who we are, good or bad. It is in our blood.
Find that special thing that makes your home special. There always is something. Communicate with each other, and soon you too will realize that you are your parent’s child, and it is where you do belong. And as much as you want to get away from it, when you do, you will always have that tiny bit of longing to go back, no denying it.
Your hand on my waist
As you guide me gently; confidently
To the music that we hear
Expressing the feelings that reflect.
Close together, closer than ever
My head resting alongside your heart
Your heartbeat so loud, so clear
My soul flowing, now and always.
I look up to see that passion,
And you see mine; rushing, impatient
Our love overcomes us
We glow in the darkness.
The song is long over,
But our world has stopped…
Frozen in time, frozen forevermore
Lost in each others arms, never letting go.
Dancing now to the song of angels
Through rain, through shine
Through pain, through smiles