Family

So many things we have, so many things we want and cannot have. But yet, ironically, there are things that we can and already have, but we do not want. The blatant fact of such a matter does not reflect on our wants or needs, but our heart and the memories they hold. The object of family is not the fact that I know you love me and vice versa. Instead, it ought to be an exact image of what you feel for the family as such the family for you without words being said. Sometimes, the most beautiful things are said without explanation or words. Enjoy.

Jacob:
"When I was young, I got angry with my mother for not buying me toys, when I got older I detested the fact that she did not get me the latest phone, I got angry that she did not let me go out with my friends and made me stay at home with her or go to dinners with her. I sulked and I sulked but I never looked at the big picture. So one day , she left and i forgot what it was like to come home and get chided, looked at my latest phone and couldn find anyone to screw me for the money i spent. Suddenly, dinner was like a one person affair, sometimes two, if i was lucky maybe three."

He looked back to the dinner table and saw nothing on it. He saw images, and he replayed memories of the one person that seemed to be the only one that seemed so very concentrated on his presence. He gazed out and realised what was left. His sister, his brother, his family.HE saw what was important and saw the sadness of it. The pain somehow was stealed by someone whom he believed was always there and would always be there. Family. It seemd to be shared even though he felt like he was alone.

The object of family is not to realise what is important when its gone, but to know its importance as soon as you have it. When was the last tme you had dinner with your family? went out wiht your mom or dad? inversely, when was th elast timeyou ppl quarrelled? the last time you scolded yourparents the ugliest things or worst, fought with them?

When was the last time you went up the bus on the way home, and thought of nothing but your family and not the computer or some show? Why is that we hold out to our friends and not family?

If something was there, itd stay unless you moved it