Yesterday, I had a very mature moment. A moment that I have been reflecting on all day because I am in utter shock. Ok now, you probably are saying "What could it be?" Well I'll tell you. I defended my father. WHAT?!? I was shocked by the things that were coming out of mouth. So wait, let me back up. My parents have been separated since I was 12 years old, I'm 22 now. My father and I have never been close. But we've never not gotten along. If that makes sense. He has not been the best father. He refused to assist with funding my college education, etc. The list could go on and on. I mean I realize he doesn't have a whole lot of money but he never sent me a red cent while I was in school, unless it was my birthday. I know you're thinking, "Well damn, at least you got that much. There are people who don't even know who their fathers are." Well that's my point exactly. I do know my father and I think he should take an active role in my life and...but I digress. Moving on...Yesterday, I mentioned to my sister that I was planning on having breakfast with my dad on Sunday (Father's Day). She then informed me that she was not going. She even went so far as to say she hated him. She ignores his phone calls. But you know what? I digress again... if I get on my tangent about my sister and her many issues we would be here all day. Anyway, after listening to her most recent rant about what he isn't and what he hasn't done for her...blah blah blah. I said "Sometimes you have to accept people for who they are." WHAT?!? I mean we all know he hasn't been the best dad but he is out father nonetheless. Isn't it one of the comandments "honor thy mother and father". I try really hard to do this even though sometimes they make it so hard. I should be bitter...I should be angry. And I think I used to be. But lately I've come to realize that people will often disappoint you. People will often not be who you think they should be. Not everyone will live up to their full potential and your expectations. But like it or not, you have to accept them for who they are. Who they are, is who they want to be. We can't always have our way. And I'll be the first to admit that I'm one of those people that always wants it her way or the highway. But it is what it is.
Maturity is an option... but it's one I choose.
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