With my birthday swiftly approaching, I've been reflecting on a lot of different things. This blog will address one of them. Enjoy & feel free to comment!
Ungratefulness is a disease. I was afflicted with this for TOO long & now I believe the side effects are kicking in.
When I was younger, I was ungrateful for my family. In my mind, they would always be there (wanted or not) & I had this unlimited time. In the wake of the 17th anniversary of my mom's death and my father's failing health, I realize how ungrateful I was for them. Now being a parent myself, I look at my son and pray that he will cherish our very small family that consists of myself, my dad, his sister & about 3 aunts. 2 uncles and 3 cousins.
As I've gone thru life and fallen in & out of love & relationships, I realize how ungrateful I've been in some of them. Granted, some of these said relationships ended badly, but in retrospect...yeah. I was ungrateful for the cards left on my pillow "just because"... the random kisses on my neck "because at this very moment, you are so sexy"... the dinners, the card games with other couples..movie nights...walks even with a bad knee/leg/foot because they knew I loved walking hand in hand with no specific destination...having someone listen to my poetry and my writing and ask for more...I was so ungrateful for LOVE. Now that I'm in a relationship with someone who is the POLAR opposite of everyone I've ever experienced, I am grateful for what I did get the chance to know.
I could go on & on for I've been ungrateful for so long...but I won't. I'm just thankful that I stopped the cycle before it got passed on to my son. I will teach him to love and cherish every single second - because in the blink of an eye...it could all be......
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That's real you should never get to comfortable with just accepting things to be the way they should be because then everything changes up and it no longer is life is so fucking unexpected
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