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Sunday, June 05, 2005
Home is really where your heart is
One would think that some things are not within a human's nature to do, and yet with each passing day I witness new and surprising tragedies that befall the interconnected relationships of a family.
Family, described as a group who share the same ancestry, has taken a different meaning to me over these last few years. I have slowly shifted myself from those of my bilogical origin and put myself somewhere I belong with friends and my fiance's family. My change of heart does not come quick as I have long felt that my place in my own family has been one of an underappreciated kind. I am overlooked and taken advantage of, and so therefore I must look to those who accept me. It's only natural, right?
My feelings have led me to slack off in keeping up my relationship with my family and it led to the great disaster that struck today. A place I had once thought of as somewhere I could escape from the world at has now been unveiled to me as a house where I am only a guest whose welcome has worn thin. My mother and step-dad decided that they were fed up with every pain I had caused them and decided to change the locks on the house and take away the car keys. They grew angry with me over the little things, overlooking the big things, and, as I would like to think, overreacted. Where my good somehow does not outweigh the bad, I have become a "disrespectful son" and every other success within my life is blackened by my supposed disresepct. I go to church, more importantly, I talk to God, I go to college, I work a job, I have a fiance`, and I have a plan for my life, but somehow my parents' lack of concern for my life has put me far behind what a good son should be, and was apparently enough to make them want to kick me out of my own house and take away "my" car.
Though it was later resolved, I still can't help but feel betrayed that my own parents cannot be understanding enough to know that my life is encountering so many challenges that I could not possibly know how I'm going to make ends meet for myself, and they add onto my grief and struggle. The fact that they would even concider kicking me out of the house over such little matters really sticks to my mind along with the question: why?
Perhaps, there was something else that could have possibly happened today to endanger my life and so my mother's fury was sparked, or maybe it was all just because, I will never know. But there is always something that can be learned from situations like this.
I will never treat my children in the way that my parents have shown me.
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