You Can Choose Your Friends, But You Cannot Choose Your Family
“Oh no, the family is coming for dinner”. For many households, this puts the fear of God in them, as relatives can be both a blessing as well as, not necessarily a curse, but as the man once said “You can choose your friends, but you cannot choose your family”. So many sayings come to mind. The black sheep of the family, the relative that came to stay and now won’t leave, they come and eat me out of house and home, and so forth. From what I remember of my family, as soon as the food was gone, so were they!
...as relatives can be both a blessing as well as, not necessarily a curse, but as the man once said “You can choose your friends, but you cannot choose your family”.
I Never Found Comfort A Family Member Might Offer, Versus The Old Friend
Much time can be spent in contemplating the first time someone met an eventual lifelong friend. What qualities told us that this person, who was a stranger yesterday, now may occupy a significant part of our life, from now until possibly forever? What endeared them to us, what caused us to open up to them and divulge hitherto untold secrets, secrets we had previously guarded with all of our might? Jealousy, admiration, empathy, inspiration, and a whole host of other adjectives come into play when judging another person. For many of us, we have spent much of our adult lives demonstrably closer, in sprit and proximity, to our favorite friends, much more then we might with a family member. Is this a good thing, or a bad thing, or does it even matter? Speaking in the first person, I never found the comfort a family member might offer, versus the old friend that listened, did not judge, and, only after I asked, offered his opinion for better of for worse.
I Was Successful Because You Believed In Me
In times of emotional or monetary issues, or any one of a hundred other reasons, who would you go to seeking solace and a kind ear? Who would listen intently as they realized the gravity of the situation, who would offer up a solution? Would it be a brother, sister, mother or father, cousin or aunt? Or would that person be the one you knew since that fateful and momentous day in school, when your paths first crossed?
A famous general once said, “I was successful because you believed in me”. Who that person was, that was there through it all, is up to each of us to decide.