You know what NAUSEATES me? The fact that at times (the number won’t be mentioned), I treat my family (mainly my Dad) like absolute crap and others (who don’t show me the UNCONDITIONAL LOVE like what my parents and siblings do) like royalty. Now that’s MESSED UP! To the MAX I might add!
Like SERIOUSLY, does the saying "blood is thicker than water" apply in my life? Yes, I do LOVE, CHERISH and HONOUR my folks, but sometimes or all times, actions do speak LOUDER than words.
I don’t think talking back, bickering which amounts to screaming and hollering, using and saying unwanted phrases or words out of anger and even vulgarity (I know I know, there’s no sign of respect there) shows anything of LOVE, CHERISH and HONOUR towards my love ones > ___ , <
THEN WHY DO I ALWAYS HAVE THE TENDANCY OF DOING IT?
The worst part of it all, is picking yourself up with the AFTERMATH of a super nasty fight. With the guilt that PLAGUES you and the “ Damnit, why did I say that or do that? ”, makes it all the better to plot up an APOLOGY which the other party (mainly my Dad & Mum and silblings on a lesser note) by now has experienced it like what, a MILLION times already?
With all said and done, I know one thing; it’s NEVER too late to change. Though I’m reaching the point of my woman-hood (don’t laugh), and still behave and think like a 7yr old (what, barbies are cool okay? *pouts and crosses arms*), it’s about time to do someGROWING UP!
Special note to family*
Thank you for taking all my nonsensical crap DAD, MUM, DAD, MIKE, DAD, BEN, DAD, SAM, and oh yar, DAD! I’m extremely BLESSEDwith parents and siblings who DOTE on me so much and OVER-LOOKING my countless amount of flaws and scars that I've left behind. ITHANK the Lord for you guys!
MUCH MUCH MUCH MUCH MUCH LOVE.
XOXOXOXOXO
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