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I miss my sister...for the first time in say 55 years.
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<blockquote data-quote="Scent of Cedar *" data-source="post: 654664" data-attributes="member: 17461"><p>People who love us do not see us this way. People who hate us see us only this way. We are human. The truth is somewhere in the middle.</p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>There are families where this does not happen. Families where, when a child falls, the family circles the wagons, protecting the mother and the father and staying strong for the fallen child.</p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>No. She was exploiting a vulnerability.</p><p></p><p>My family of origin is the same.</p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>No. Sadly, you are alone in a world of traitors of the heart.</p><p></p><p>Like me.</p><p></p><p>But you know what? I think we are coming along just fine. There are families which celebrate the various strengths of each of their members.</p><p></p><p>And then, there are families who destroy every smallest good thing, and unite only to destroy the strongest member because he or she threatens the family's dysfunctional reality.</p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>No one can take away who you are, Copa. I am not sure about this, but that may be what fuels hatred in the dysfunctional family ~ that whole understanding that love and compassion and belief are limited things, when in fact, the opposite is true.</p><p></p><p>The more and the more strongly we love, the more love we receive. That is true. </p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>You have more courage than me. I have no idea how to describe myself. I was a pretty thing when I was young and took my value there.</p><p></p><p>So now, I don't know a darn thing about who I am.</p><p></p><p>Wrinkly, that's who!</p><p></p><p>:O)</p><p></p><p>But all in all, I like myself pretty well. My kids and grands love me and mean so much to me ~ totally extraordinary. Lots of pain there, too.</p><p></p><p>Who cares.</p><p></p><p>Brene Brown writes that we human beings are hard wired for challenge from the moments of our births.</p><p></p><p>Works for me.</p><p></p><p>:O)</p><p></p><p>Have a good Monday and Tuesday, Copa.</p><p></p><p>I will post in on Wednesday.</p><p></p><p>You are doing great.</p><p></p><p>Cedar</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Scent of Cedar *, post: 654664, member: 17461"] People who love us do not see us this way. People who hate us see us only this way. We are human. The truth is somewhere in the middle. There are families where this does not happen. Families where, when a child falls, the family circles the wagons, protecting the mother and the father and staying strong for the fallen child. No. She was exploiting a vulnerability. My family of origin is the same. No. Sadly, you are alone in a world of traitors of the heart. Like me. But you know what? I think we are coming along just fine. There are families which celebrate the various strengths of each of their members. And then, there are families who destroy every smallest good thing, and unite only to destroy the strongest member because he or she threatens the family's dysfunctional reality. No one can take away who you are, Copa. I am not sure about this, but that may be what fuels hatred in the dysfunctional family ~ that whole understanding that love and compassion and belief are limited things, when in fact, the opposite is true. The more and the more strongly we love, the more love we receive. That is true. You have more courage than me. I have no idea how to describe myself. I was a pretty thing when I was young and took my value there. So now, I don't know a darn thing about who I am. Wrinkly, that's who! :O) But all in all, I like myself pretty well. My kids and grands love me and mean so much to me ~ totally extraordinary. Lots of pain there, too. Who cares. Brene Brown writes that we human beings are hard wired for challenge from the moments of our births. Works for me. :O) Have a good Monday and Tuesday, Copa. I will post in on Wednesday. You are doing great. Cedar [/QUOTE]
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