It’s
My Decision
Growing up with a family like mine was
exciting. We always seemed to be having a party every other weekend and being
raised by an enormous Hispanic family made it all much more memorable. I was
always close to my cousins and I even had a few friends I would consider my
brothers. I have never had a conflict with any of them till this day and always
kept it cool by not favoring anyone to avoid arguments. However when I was
younger my mom faced some problems with one of my close family friend’s mom. He’s
name was Ismael and he has been a brother who I consider family since birth, I couldn’t
just sit and bear to watch this happen. Later in time she had another argument
with one of my younger cousin’s mom that lead to a disagreement that could have
jeopardized our family relationship.
They ended in bad terms with both of their
mom's (occurred in different times) and till this day she keeps holding a
grudge. I won't explain what they argument was because it's completely irrational
and absurd of what went down. However I will explain that throughout time she
did one of the worst and selfish things that anyone could have done, and that
was to keep me from going to their houses or even spend the night, like we use
to as kids. It frustrated and infuriated me because I had absolutely no part in
what had happened. Why was I the one to be dragged and partake in this
disagreement?
I never asked my mom what she feared of and I absolutely didn't care. Whenever I went over to either of their houses, their mom’s treated me no different than before all this happened. When I was old enough to take a stand and speak for myself I told my mom respectfully that no matter if she hated or thought I was betraying her she or anyone else could not keep me from seeing and hanging out with those who I care for and consider family. I couldn’t just see 18 years of friendship or my cousin’s relationship shatter like a million pieces of glass just to try to assemble it back together. I wasn’t going to let it go to waste so easy. Family is a powerful meaning in my life and I can't have anyone decide what's best for me. I'm not telling anyone to disobey their parents, I'm just saying follow your heart and fight for what's right.
I never asked my mom what she feared of and I absolutely didn't care. Whenever I went over to either of their houses, their mom’s treated me no different than before all this happened. When I was old enough to take a stand and speak for myself I told my mom respectfully that no matter if she hated or thought I was betraying her she or anyone else could not keep me from seeing and hanging out with those who I care for and consider family. I couldn’t just see 18 years of friendship or my cousin’s relationship shatter like a million pieces of glass just to try to assemble it back together. I wasn’t going to let it go to waste so easy. Family is a powerful meaning in my life and I can't have anyone decide what's best for me. I'm not telling anyone to disobey their parents, I'm just saying follow your heart and fight for what's right.
Always keep the ones you consider family close because their will always be conflict but it will pass. You can be the one to end that conflict
ReplyDeleteThat honestly sounds awful, but I'm glad you stood up for that! You can't just abandon whomever because you "told" to.
ReplyDeletethat's a very courageous thing you did for your family. you have to fight for what is right in your mind.
ReplyDeleteIts tough having two group of people you care for get in a fight with one another. It leaves you in an awkward position. Hope one day everything gets resolved.
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