Sometimes when really bizarre things happen to a small family, the first reaction is,
"ah, shit - what do we do?" Then there are those other times, the rare moments, when our gaze falls to the floor and our minds race, searching for the appropriate
reaction to the "bizarre thing." Then, the instant we realize that something, whether
it's a positive something, a negative something, or a something right in between,
I think that something inside us grows, even when it feels like something has
weakened inside us instead. It's a powerful thing, really. And, without any
hint of doubt, what comes next is even more powerful, it takes us aback
I'm sure. But then we have to find a way to handle it, to stay "strong"
and to find the bravery to understand. It's safe to say my family is
not used to tragedies, so they tend to over-react (greatly) when
anything out of the "ordinary" happens. And even though it is
typically hilarious to stand back and quietly observe and try
to guess what other abnormal face they will manage to
make at the instant that the latest disclosure of our
"family's latest idiotic act," there's still a line, and
their words hurt sometimes. Yes, something has
happened, but glaring at it's negatives, will
NOT "make it all go away" so all that is
left to do is to deal, and give it all
your might and love, and care.
Something beautifully has
occurred and it's like a
canvas, ready for the
all the colors we
might choose.
LOVE.
"ah, shit - what do we do?" Then there are those other times, the rare moments, when our gaze falls to the floor and our minds race, searching for the appropriate
reaction to the "bizarre thing." Then, the instant we realize that something, whether
it's a positive something, a negative something, or a something right in between,
I think that something inside us grows, even when it feels like something has
weakened inside us instead. It's a powerful thing, really. And, without any
hint of doubt, what comes next is even more powerful, it takes us aback
I'm sure. But then we have to find a way to handle it, to stay "strong"
and to find the bravery to understand. It's safe to say my family is
not used to tragedies, so they tend to over-react (greatly) when
anything out of the "ordinary" happens. And even though it is
typically hilarious to stand back and quietly observe and try
to guess what other abnormal face they will manage to
make at the instant that the latest disclosure of our
"family's latest idiotic act," there's still a line, and
their words hurt sometimes. Yes, something has
happened, but glaring at it's negatives, will
NOT "make it all go away" so all that is
left to do is to deal, and give it all
your might and love, and care.
Something beautifully has
occurred and it's like a
canvas, ready for the
all the colors we
might choose.
LOVE.
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