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So it finally happened. I wished and wished and wished for it to happen and it finally did. My sister came home and introduced her son to my father. It`d been... oh, two and a half years, I think, since she`d been here. He hadn`t even seen her while she was pregnant. He would have never known that he was a grandfather if I hadn`t told him. My position in their conflict had always been: It`s none of my business. But they both are cowardly stubborn fools. They would have never talked again. I know it. So in the end I had to shove things along.
I didn`t exepect a joyous family reunion. It was awkward and sad, like most things are, now, in this house. If my sister didn`t like it here when she left, I don`t know how she could like it better now. My clean and happy childhood house has become a filthy den full of disreputable people and their direputable activities. No place for a child, she probably thought. Not that she would be one to judge. Her boyfriend and father to her son is someone I would call disreputable too, but who am I to judge.
I`m glad that I got to show my godson around my bedroom. He jumped on my bed and played with my dog. Watched Sebastien play video games and gushed over an old Spiderman poster.
The only person who walked out with a smile was the baby, ever happy to explore new locations and play with new people. But I believe that in the long run, things will be better. I have to believe that.
I didn`t exepect a joyous family reunion. It was awkward and sad, like most things are, now, in this house. If my sister didn`t like it here when she left, I don`t know how she could like it better now. My clean and happy childhood house has become a filthy den full of disreputable people and their direputable activities. No place for a child, she probably thought. Not that she would be one to judge. Her boyfriend and father to her son is someone I would call disreputable too, but who am I to judge.
I`m glad that I got to show my godson around my bedroom. He jumped on my bed and played with my dog. Watched Sebastien play video games and gushed over an old Spiderman poster.
The only person who walked out with a smile was the baby, ever happy to explore new locations and play with new people. But I believe that in the long run, things will be better. I have to believe that.
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Date: 2009-02-13 08:25 am (UTC)Soshite,(Thus) Never take em for granted, Nurture em well, shower em with all your hope and NEVER give up on those so called tiny bits. Never question on how those tiny bits will set you free in the end for some how or the other they would excel beyond your expectation/ original disgust..Karma works yaknow. (Or to me, Jesus-onni-sama works,yo *Gets bricked* X3)
Though my cynical wiewpoint is all good things die fast. Mwaha.
But hey. Eternal sleep is good yo. XD
Anyways precious, my immeadiate response on your overall post: yokatta ne? ^^
Betting everything on her own tiny seed of her grades,
Stacy.
Stacy
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Date: 2009-03-08 05:10 pm (UTC)I can empathize with family members being stubborn and judgemental. My parents have refused to acknowledge me for the last 7 years. Eventually, I stopped hitting my head against a brick wall, trying to convince them I'm not spawn of Satan and that I want them to be in my life and I love them no matter what they believe.
To quote a tired cliche, C'est La Vie! I do like your closing sentiments, though! We have to choose how what were going to do with our feelings, and it all starts with our thoughts.
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Date: 2009-03-15 04:30 am (UTC)I'm glad you're not hurting yourself trying to please your family. What good does it do having people love you, if you're not being yourself?
:)
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Date: 2009-03-16 04:15 pm (UTC)"What good does it do having people love you, if you're not being yourself?"
That is one of my personal truths.