Monday, March 25, 2013
When we're little, our families are our world. They envelope us and we live in their environment. If they love us, we're fortunate. If not, the experience scars us.
I was lucky to have two parents who devoted themselves to their boys. My parents had limitations but they did their best. I respect them for that. My mother and father considered raising children to be very important and they sacrificed for my brother and me. Their generosity was real.
I know from your blogs that some of you have loving families you enjoy seeing. A few of you were unlucky and have families you've fled. Either way, our families affect us deeply.
I know this is a personal subject so if you don't want to talk about it, that's fine. But if you are open to discussion, how are relations with your parents and siblings? Do you see them often? Does your mother still tell you how to dress? Does your brother tease you? Are your parents proud of you?