We all have those special people in our life, you know, the ones that we love because they are our family and therefore it kind of comes with the territory. We love them even though they continually find ways to hurt you intentionally. What if you had a person who you love and look up to, constantly find fault in what you do, say, think, etc.? What if you had someone in your life that constantly found a way to make you feel guilty, wrong, and at fault? Even more horrible, what if that close person spoke ignorant and cruel things about others in your family, people not alive anymore to defend themselves, or memories of times passed?
For me, my grandmother is that person; a woman who has gone through so much in her life that it has left her bitter, stubborn, and hurt. But, why is it that these people, hurt by others long gone, take out here frustrations and anger out on the people who care most about them? I have come to the conclusion that it is because we are all they have left... We are the last few people who still take time and energy to listen to them. We are the ones who try to “fix” them, protect them, but always at the expense of an argument followed by the traditional “I will not speak to you for 3 days as your punishment” (and yes that has happened... like that’s a punishment...)
But today she went too far... Not only insulting my dead grandfather (which for whatever reasons she has so much anger towards) but also my mother (her daughter) my sister, and myself. Even at her age, after all the years passed, she still wants the recognition of “I’m a hero after all I’ve been through”... Everyone goes through issues and problems in life, its how we survive them and how we allow the experience to change us that counts. Living in the past, means you will never live in the present or for the future, and then you blame everyone around you for your regrets. In life, there comes a time for all of us when the universe says to you, “Man up already”! If you really wanted whatever you wanted, go after it... Don’t be afraid of it... If you fall on your face - who cares... if others may judge you - who cares! My grandmother is one of the smartest people I know... She loves history, knows a bit of everything... And all with a grade 6 education from the old country. But what does it matter what you know if the people around you are hurting because of you... Who cares what you’ve learned from books if you haven’t learned a thing from life?
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