Today's post talks about why I truly believe that family is most important, especially around the holidays.
See, my family is so loving and loves to be around each other especially around Christmas. However, we have some extended family members who have lived near us for decades, & still don't care to share in our holiday spirit.
Maybe it's because I'm a new mom now, but I don't why family members choose not to be a part of the family they were born into (or married into) unless you honestly don't know them well enough, or you hate them. While hate is such a strong word, I do believe that my uncle Kevin's wife hates my family.
Why would I be so bold as to say it?
This year, I decided to write them a letter addressing my feelings on this whole situation that has been playing out long before I was even born. I want to know the truth. Or at least hear their side of things.
All that happened is an equally angry message from my cousin, pretty much stating that everything I wrote, she assumed I wrote it as fact.
I did not.
I simply stated that I had been told these stories here and there over the course of my childhood that paints them in a horrible light.
The worst part is that I have caught a glimpse of the bitchy behaviour once as a child. No one wants to be ridiculed for their looks. My aunt once told me straight up that she was sorry I got my big feet (I was a size 9 by age 8) from my mother's side of the family. She also gave me a lot of my cousin's old clothes (she had recently, at the time, lost some weight) saying that I will eventually grow into them (I was 8 years old. She was 13.) My aunt pretty much claimed I was going to put on weight like her daughter.
That is not what I want my son to grow up around.
So please, if you have family that lives close, but you never see, unless, as is my case, they do everything they can to say "hey we don't care about you," without actually saying it to our faces; please try to bridge the gap.