Alright I have been wanting to write this for a long time. Okay truth be told most of my life. Most people when they think of family they think of those who are blood related. Gratefully I was raised to see family as something more.
Most people who are close to me or have looked through my photos know that I have two wonderful Aunts and a wonderful Uncle who were adopted. When looking at us it is obvious that we aren't blood. They are obviously Korean and I am obviously white. Yet if you look past the outer appearance you will see that we are family. We share the things that only family can share. Memories, the people who we love most, our upbringing, and the lessons we learned at a young age.y
This isn't the first time I have written on this subject, but before I was writing it for classes. How one writes for a class and how one writes for theirselves is different. Here I can use my own form and write what I feel freely.
So here are my thoughts. After knowing my biological family an the ones who were adpoted or married into my family this is what I have found. After being a part of a family for a while you take on parts of that family. It doesn't matter if you are married into the family, born, or adopted.
There will always be differences between each member in the family. This is caused by our different experiences. I am the youngest of five blood siblings. We each are different from each other. My oldest sister looks different then me and always has. Her personality is as far from me as any person I have met. If you met us and didn't know we were sisters you probably wouldn't guess it. Then there is my brother. Well we look a lot a like and we do have very similar personalities. There is no denying he is my brother even if I wanted to. Yet with all those similarities he still is different then me. The way he chooses to handle certain situations is different then I would handle them. The reason being is that he didn't have my friends and my experiences. Then there is my middle sister. Again we look a lot a like. So much a like that we have been mistaken for each other by friends who hadn't met the other. Even with how similar she and I are she still is very different then me due to her experiences. Once someone starts talking to one of us they realize the difference. The last one is my sister right before me. We don't look anything a like, but when I was little I felt closer to her then anyone. She took care of me and mothered me. She watched out for me. When we fought we had heated fights, but when we made up there was nothing better and no one closer. We were different in a lot of ways, but she taught me about so much. She taught me to write and she taught me about life. I learned so much from her. I wish she knew how important she is to me. Out of five children only three of us look alike. Not a one of us have the same personality though.
Which brings me to my Mom's siblings. She has an older brother, two younger sisters, and a younger brother. Her older brother was her only biological sibling. I can't tell you much about him since I only remember meeting him a couple of times in my life. As for her adopted siblings I can see similarities with them due to their upbringing. I see bits of my Grandma in my Aunts and Uncle. Part of her lives in each of them just as part of her lives in my Mom. Her kindness and love seeped into each of them and I see it when I speak to them.
As for married family I have seen many couples that as time goes by meld their family attributes together. The way a couple who is truely in love blend their differences is amazing to me. Granted it takes time for those change to take place, but eventually they do.
My point is this every member of a family has different personalities, but they all share common ideas. Family is deeper than blood. It is a stronger bond then blood could ever be. It is an invisible bond of love and memeories.
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