family

a guys lying in hospital, he`s old. he`s seen time pass by him. And he`s alone. Where was his family? His kids? Brothers? Sisters?

He remembers when he was younger and much more fitter, when he had kids surrounding him having fun. asking him for stories which he had gladly told. but where were their delightful screams now? why was he alone?

The first relationships we develop are with our families. These relationships teach us how to crawl, how to smile, when to cry and when to bawl, they teach us our own name. How many of us has ever thanked our parents for teaching us how to talk? I guess we never think about those things, maybe not because we think that they are trivial or something natural that happens, maybe because we take these relationships for granted. Alot of people do. Alot of people beleive that whatever they did their family would stick by them. This could be true too, but we dont thank them for it.

In families, for me its not the closeness when we are having fun that counts. Its great, its alot of fun. To me what counts is the whole family being there for each other when something wrong happens in your life. When you are sick, when your wife leaves you, when you are diagnosed with cancer. I count the family being there with you, sharing your grief and trying to make you feel better about it as closeness. Isnt that what we would all want?

In living, we have our own lives. We grow up find a girl and settle down, have kids and start our own families. People are busy, the world is going past us we are literally running to keep up with it. And for me i dont mind not seeing my brother or sister for an amount of time. Its great when we take time to just have fun or to talk about life. Or politics, probably to take out our frustrations in either work or other relatioships. But i dont mind not having this regualrly as the 8 oclock news. because i know when it comes to being there for you when you need someone, they will be. and vice versa.

Parents, the only two reasons for our existence. Sure alot of kids think their parents dont understand them. Well yeah. Whose to say you`d understand yours? I mean to say many parents think for the good of us. What they beleive might not be what we want but still if you think about it, in the end it might do you good. Happens to me alot. Maybe you dont have a dad who talks about girls with you. Maybe you dont have a mom who asks you how your day was each time she see`s you or just calls you out of the blue to see where you are just to check up on you. Maybe that closeness is not there, and maybe theres your fault in it too. But if you have parents who would go to the ends to make you study. Teach you about life. Give advice however much you hate it. Then they are parents you would want to be like when you have kids.

We cant choose our parents, we cant choose our family. For a few of us its a gift we appreciate from the beginning. For others we never really appreciate even having a sliver of this. And for most of us, we wait for too long to appreciate it.

*thank you Angel