Tuesday, January 4, 2011

Family

They say friends are the family you choose. Friends are the people we hand pick to be a part of our lives. We usually find something in them, that is the exact opposite of what we can't stand about our families. Personally, I'm not very close to family. Part by choice, and part by things I can't control. 

My best friend happens to be my sister. Someone with whom I never got along with growing up. We've shared apartments, friends, money, and hardships. Mostly because of the fact that we are siblings. In recent years I haven't felt obligated, but have chosen to be involved. Sure, she may not like it sometimes. Like when I scare other guys away, or try to beat up her boyfriends. However, I know that in the end she is thankful for it. Her best interest is my best interest. 

I was engaged early this past year. When it all ended, and I was lost. She was standing there with my compass. She was the "spinning arrow" in Pocahontas' dream. We hadn't been getting along too well, due to reasons I will not disclose. What matters is she was there when I needed someone most. Through her I realized that things would work out, and some things are destined for failure(i.e. the engagement)

My point being. We spend a lot of our time, complaining and not liking family. We go out of our ways to distance ourselves from them, and pretending they don't mean much to you. When things with friends change in a heartbeat. Friendships between men ruined because of a girl. Relationships between women ended over a man. He says she says can form sides, and create a war between friends. So many petty things can expose true colors, and we put so much time and effort into our friends. When no matter the differences, our families are always there. No matter what has gone on between us, we'll always be there. So why don't we make family the friends we choose, for once. Maybe then we can all be truly content, and understand what matters. 

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