Yes , yes I was going to do a Ponder this on Mondays....but I was still pondering this, so today will have to do.
I have been wondering about family.
You choose your friends not your family.
I try to accept my family for who they are. I wish they could do the same for me.
Family's are treasure boxes for some, Pandora's box for others.
Can you choose your family? A family of friends?
I have always felt like a stranger in my family. Am I a stranger with genes similar to theirs... or am I a stranger? I have always felt this way, always since I can remember.
I think that maybe, just maybe as I was getting ready to be born that I was so excited that I was jumping up and down and fell into the wrong family.
My family has no idea what I am about. Don't you think that strange? They have no basic concept of my likes, dislikes or talents. But boy oh boy can they gather rumors and lies! What is sad, oh so sad is that they nourish themselves on this and never seek a truth. Some will even walk past me as if I were a stranger, can you believe that!
Are all families like this? Is yours?
So what makes a family? Genes? Can someone be 'born' into the wrong family?
One of my Mothers last words to me... grabbing my hand... Your life has all been a lie. Now what the hell did that mean!?
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