Day 95 of Awareness: Family

I’ve just recently recovered from sickness which got me staying in bed for a week.

For you who think that, that is “the life”, please don’t get it wrong. It was a horrible feeling, the lack of results and the failure to achieve goals everyday was a discouraging session. But I’m not here to discuss such trivial matters for this post, today I post about those people who have no choice but to stick by your side, your mother, father and your siblings.

I see myself as a lone wolf type. “Do not ask help unless needed so that others won’t have the right to ask you back” is my mantra. So can you imagine me surviving in my room with the capacity of a slug to move around? I survived with three loaves of bread and 3 cups of water in a day, I could. But here’s the thing: My mom won’t let me.

As much as I’d love my peace, quiet, solitude and rest with an aching head, body, chest and throat, nothing beats the incessant request of mom to bring you her chicken noodle soup. It was the best meal for my soggy body. Dad was competitive in making a mark as well, taking time to take me to the doctor when I couldn’t take it and giving advices that I didn’t wanted to hear but had some truth in it, is a gesture i truly appreciated.

Brother was more of “Get well, I got this.” You would only know how gracious this is in being an employee.

Now while this sounds as me trying to brag about my “perfect” family, it’s not. You see, we’re not perfect and that’s the thing I want to emphasize here. Heck we’re even going through a family problem currently that tackles about the imperfections of how our formative years were chaotic and down right wrong in some aspects. We’re not an affectionate family at all, nor people who love to tackle hardships directly. We have a lot of dirt under the rug but when push comes to shove, I see the foundation and it is good.

I’m pretty sure your family has its story, to some that have entirely broken ones: I’m sorry and I really hope an intervention happens to cure your pain. But to those that can converse, those without ill-will and have just gotten stale, never forget them, don’t let the tinder die. Some people find love to love others, parents will love to have their children be vulnerable in their adult stages. Do I regret asking my family for help? No. Did I benefit from their effort? Yes, immensely.

In the end, no stranger could ever care for you more than your family and that is the greatest investment you could make, learn and know what makes them happy as you will need them sooner or later.