This past fall when my world was falling to pieces, and my parents were both dying, I learned to be constructive instead of destructive. Every family has its faults and troubles without going into the nitty gritty, so do we. My siblings and I hadn’t really been tight since childhood. My parents divorced when I was a baby and we weren’t ever really all that close.
I realized the possibility of both of our parents dying was inevitable. We would lose the glue that forced us to deal with each other, forever. Being the youngest, and knowing that I want better for my own kids made me see that I needed to do something, fast. If only to give my parents the peace of knowing that we would be ok, and that we would truly be there for each other.
I explained this to my sister and two brothers, and we all worked really hard on accepting one another. We helped each other through the passing of my mother. And now we can share in the victory of my fathers remission.
My oldest brother is in the military, and I am so proud of his service to our country. He will be leaving on another deployment very soon. Again the foundation of our sibling unity will be tested. He came to visit us recently and I am so grateful, for the opportunity to visit with him. My prayers and thoughts will be with him, on his next challenge.
Writing this blog has made me really focus on my newly revived philosophy. Don’t take any moment for granted, you can look at the bumps in life as a personal insult towards yourself or you can look at them for the life lessons that they are and do something about it. Thank you Mom for the lesson you taught us with your life. I will be eternally grateful and appreciative, and I miss you.
God chose my family, I chose my friends. I chose to befriend my family, and am eternally blessed.
