I've been spending a good deal of time with my family lately. I suppose I should say even more than usual. What with it being my mother's birthday and my lola returning home after a month and my brother home for another weekend, my last couple of days have been family-filled to say the least. What I've noticed is that typically I find myself seeing that spending time with them as an obligation or as an act of generosity on my part that I am sacrificing my leisure time to spend with them. I can feel the angsty teenager brooding inside of me, resenting their company. However there's another part of me that is less frequently visible that is just so happy to have them there for me and that part of me wants to be there for them, too. Unfortunately I forget this side of me all too often, resulting in stinging words or silent detachment. Until I remember the people that are always there for me, who have always forgiven me, who have sacrificed so much for me, and the least I can do is be there. I just hate that side of me that wants to push them away.
Monday, July 28, 2008
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Dude, your family rules. And you do spend a lot of time with them. You are a good daughter.
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