Family

Thanksgiving is boring as always even though I'm with family.

Family is something that provides support for one another even though there are triffles that we deal with every single day. It is a wonder though how people can be with one another though even though we hate each other so much but show the same amount of love. Family is something I haven't really thought about so I guess it could be considered as a forgein thing in my dictionary. I know that we dislike each other but mainly my parents and grand parents. There Will be a point where we dispise our cousins yet I can't find that day because it is hard to dispise people who I grew up with and we don't live with each other so it works out in the end.

I have seen dislike within the family first hand though and I have become one of them. I dislike my grandmother because she complains about a lot of stuff like the time we took her to L.A. That was the most stupidest point in time because we take her to where ever she wants to go and then complains about those stupid places. Another point would be the love we share with each other and yet it is distant because we can't grasp that love that we need. I guess family love is something that I also lack or rather lost. To lose something like that is not a good thing but I doubt that I would recover it unless I can recover those other things I lost as well.

What sort of family will develop from a life that has broken it self into pieces?