Reflecting back through the years I realize how each member of my family has molded and shaped me into becoming the person that I am today. Each member of my family gave a little piece of him or herself to shape my character and develop me into this woman. Whether it was through a word of encouragement, an example of sacrifice, or just loving me they have all given a token of themselves and I am thankful for that. Parents, siblings, grandparents, aunts, uncles, and cousins are so important to us all. And as we grow through the years and create families of our own we sometimes stray away and may not see one another as often or speak on the phone as frequently. Sometimes disagreements arise and we don't always see eye to eye with family members. But that love does not lessen in any form.
I was reading a blog over the weekend and the blogger shared a story about her and another family member disagreeing and how that affects the family with the holidays approaching. I could thoroughly relate to her story because I have been experiencing a similar event of my own. However, I began to think about how upset I get over the issue when I think about it for too long. And I know the only reason that I can possibly become that upset, is because I do care, they do matter, the love still remains. And while we cannot always influence how others perceive us or how they represent us to other people in their lives, we can continue to stand strong, be the best that we can be and love our family through it all. And I learned that lesson from another family member also (my hubby).
Our first steps, laughter, words, first day of school, first date, graduation, learning to drive, all these experiences have been shared by some member of our families. The good times and the painful times we all come together to share that love and embrace one another. Through the loss of a loved one we promise that we will stay in touch and then go back to our own separate lives. But that love still remains shining brightly on the inside. While yesterday holds the memories of the past, and tomorrow is not promised, we must continue today to hold that love dear in our hearts and be thankful for those God has chosen to bless us with...those we have no choice of being related to...those who love us when we're wrong and support us through the difficult times...our dear wonderful families.
JUST A PIECE OF THIS WRITER...
C. MICHELLE RAMSEY
C. MICHELLE RAMSEY