So, this morning I got mad enough at a member of my family that I hung up on them. If you are a member of my family and are picking up the phone to call me and see what I am talking about, DON'T, I'm not going to tell you about it. What happened to make me mad is not important. What happened next is the important part. I took some time to calm down, calmed down, called the person back and talked through the issue.
Families, whether by birth, marriage or choice, are hard. Families are messy. Families are all in your business, whether you want them there or not. One thing families are not is optional! It is not an option to give up on a family member - at least not in my world. They make you mad, you get over it and call them back.
I've known a lot of people that aren't close to their family and I have never understood it. My siblings have been a constant in every stage of my life. I speak to them and see them as often as I can. Families are our shared history. When we talk about having a weinie roast and seeing if Beth will sing 'Neighbors', my siblings and I laugh because we have that shared history. When my friends from high school post, 'It's 11:11" on Facebook, we all laugh because we understand, 30 years later, what it means.
I am not always the best wife, daughter, mother, sister, or friend that I can be. But I never stop trying to do better. Do you?
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