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| final straw - or - family |
| 12.29.04 (3:52 pm) [edit] |
I apolgize to my two readers for the much needed break from all things emotional. Christmas was quite the experience.
Here, before me, is a crossroad. I can go one way, and discuss the resentment and anger towards a certain person for giving up on his children (and how metal would that be?), or I can go the other and discuss the meaning of family, as interpreted by a short white male of the Pepsi generation (thus, being completely wrong). A lose/lose situation, to be sure.
But one of these paths leaves me with at least some face left to barter with.
I've recently come to realize that my mother is not my mom. She birthed me, yes, but that doesn't mean that she's a woman who should receive the loving term, "Mom". I don't want to go any further down this road, but this is important for the rest of the blog. You see, in reality, I have a mom, and a mother, them being completely different people.
Mother is a meth-dealing hypocrite who's turned CJ's life into a white trash cleche. Never there, never blamed, always into trouble, this woman spent $117k in a span of six months with nothing left to show, but a unclean 2003 Camero and a slew of angry, disinfranchised and disillusioned children. Am I bitter? Hardly. This has become fact by now, and I've let it go to the past.
Mom is a wonderful, yet horribly sarcastic woman who loves her kids despite their flaws. Always there if I need a sholder to talk to and an ear if I have a new song to play, this woman rates pretty high on my coolest people in the world list, and for good reason. At least she was there for Christmas.
As I pick up what I learn in my travels, I have to say that it seems more and more, family isn't something that should be used to describe blood relationships. These, are relatives, which is a lot more encombersome to say than family, and much harsher on the ears. Family is soft and caring. Relatives is just a word.
Sorry, Christmas left me bittersweet.
--Avarice
[i]You're the only thing that I love.[/i]
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posted by: misskendy (reply)
post date: 12.29.04 (7:50 pm)
someone recently pointed out to me that I always say Friends and family...not family and friends as most people do...hmmmm
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