A friend from college recently asked me, "So what have you learned this year?" I responded, without skipping a beat, "I have realized just how important it is to treat your family right." I mean, I have always known this, but I am finally mature enough to be able to follow through with it and not just stand back and say it. This was may answer because living away from home taught me that some day, everyone is pushed out of the nest and forced to fly. This year, I had to fly, all on my own. And, I must say, that I have done pretty well for myself. I have washed my own dishes, did my own laundry and folded my own clothes, among many other chores I did not realize actually is tiring and time consuming. Oh, my Mom did all that for me? She really loves me.
Then it hit me. Why have I spent so much time being nice to my friends (okay, so friends are a lot of fun) while coming home and acting like Grumpy of the Seven Dwarves? I always thought that no matter what, family will be there for you and love you always. But it didn't mean that I could take advantage of that and use and abuse them just because I knew they'd stick around. No, it is family that should be treated especially well exactly because they are the ones that deal with you and vice versa everyday. Am I right? Or, am I right? I'm right.
Love your family, and treat them the way they deserve to be treated. Family, in my definition are those few people that have and will always stick by your side, not necessarily a blood relation. Those are the ones worth keeping and the ones worth loving.
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