La Familia

Whether you look like this

or like that, you have a group of relatives, blood or otherwise who you consider to be family. No matter how mad, how irate, how pissed of you get you can't seem to get rid of them.

No matter how much money they owe you, you owe them, clothes borrowed and times they pop up announce, you're stuck with them. 

THE GOOD, THE BAD AND THE UGLY,  they are your familia.

The uncle on drugs, the cousin what bad, the relative with the drinking problem, the cousin that always need to borrow money they can't ever seem to pay you back. Ce la vie! Knowing you're stuck with these folks can never be a good and reassuring thing, not when you're not in crisis anyway.

They may not be perfect, in fact their are more than likely far from it, but they are there when you need them, they rally up behind you and they most definitely have got your back. 

This is when you truly appreciate them and the little things become less than insignificant.

When the diagnosis comes back and you've got cancer, family is all you've got and now becomes the foremost focus of your days numbered life. But why weren't they before?

We are guilty of it, "mom i'ma call you back" - but you never do, "yeah yeah cousin Tony, I got you"-then you ignore his calls until he gets the point. But the minute you got some type of terminal illness, Bible in hand and you love your family. Cousin Judy with the bad weave becomes beautiful then, Uncle Kenneth is handsome even with his teeth missing, but you're just now coming to this realisation.

Everything has been put in perspective and the fights, spats, wars just aren't worth it anymore.

The money you let them borrow, they can keep it. Never lend what you're not prepared to lose.

The nasty comments about the finding of the baby daddy ceases, because you now see the striving single mother that is your cousin and your heart swells with pride.

Your ability to condemn your loved ones has vanished and now you only see the good.

Well not all of us have been diagnosed with a terminal illness, nor have had our days numbered but why wait until such a thing happens to appreciate our families. 

Why not see your cousin as artistic and not a faggot?

Why not see your sister as easy-going instead of easy?

Why your dad got to be the one with the issues? Tell him how you feel!

Do it before its too late, do it before it doesn't matter anymore.

Fervent Admiration Materialised Living Intertwined Yearly

Corny I know but you get the point.

The more time you live with someone the easier it is to notice their flaws, the easier it is for them to get on your nerves. But try instead to focus on the positive, try to create good memories instead of bitter, angry ones. 

You can't help who you have as family but you sure can help how you act and what you do about it.

Break the cycles of separated families, starting with your own.

Forgive and forget and be honest with each other.

They can't ask for money if they know you don't have it.

You don't have to duck phone calls if you straight up say that you cannot facilitate them.

Real begets real; try it, you might like it.