You’re my family…

Lately, I recalled an old friend who claimed I was her family…and then I recalled many others…

Beware of people who call you family in a jiffy. I can say from experience, people who claim to be as close your family are the first to bail at your most crucial times. I’ve noted, many a times, these people criticise their own family and claim you are better than them. A lot of the times, these people fail to play a loyal role to their family – they go to the extent of bad mouthing their own family, just to get to your good sides. In the end, yes, they will be there for you, only until you are agreeable and adjustable to their liking…the moment your school of thought varies…these people quickly forget the true meaning of family. How can such people commit to you as family when they have failed their basic role in their own family?

Normally, family is never rainbows and sunshine. They won’t say lovely things, they won’t give you cards and letters full of “care” messages, hell they will even forget your birthday…but what they will do is keep you grounded, secured, and most importantly they will be broken without you. But you’ll never know that until you no longer have a real family..

Someone who deeply cares for you won’t try to be your family because family takes time to build, sacrifices to make, struggles to go through together and compromise when needed. People just can’t be family…through pretty words, nice cards, following trends and sweet talking they way through. Family is built.