Because I can never speak out about family? Every time I start writing something about this topic, it gets too confusing. Maybe it's because there are many things to talk about, or it may be because I always end up forming phrases and cliches that does not please me. At least not when it comes to family.
Cliché is not the same thing as a proverb. Cliché is something boring, plain, easy to understand and teaches nothing. And from experience I can say that family is not a cliche. Family surely is a proverb. A tale, a book, a movie. It's not like a novel where the story usually revolve around just two people. Family is more like a dramedy. It's more like a trigger chain.
Probably always will be a real mystery why each one was born into a particular family. Chance? Luck? Accident? Fatality? I do not believe in "by chance". I believe that all things have a greater reason to happen. Some surnames may have a weight or a huge responsibility for some people.
Family is something much bigger than dominates and recessive genes. It's not just names in family trees, are detailed descriptions of each person, and you printed on your home world. In the end, I think it ends up being a jumble of strong lines that pass between the joy and madness.
The most important thing I learned today about my family is that somehow, in some detail or event, you always have at least one particle of it in my life. And I wish it were different. Thanks for being forever.
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