I was born into a family of
two loving parents and an elder brother. That was my entire world and it’s all
I knew… until today. Because today, on my birthday, I’m learning that the
foundation I’ve built my life around might not even be what I think it is. Though
I grow a year older today, I still struggle with the curveballs life throws my
way…
The clues are in front of
me that my family might have a connection to someone we know, someone who may
be more closely related than I realised. It’s a wild thought, almost hard to
believe, but what if it’s true?
I feel I need to know, but
at the same time, I’m fearful too. After all, I meddled with P’s business and
look where that got me - clearly things aren’t always the way they seem to me.
So what if I’m wrong about this, and end up hurting people in the process of
finding out? There’s so much to consider, yet I know deep down inside I need to know the truth… one way or
another.
It’s always easier to let
things unfold naturally; but not taking any initiative doesn’t feel right
either. Because as I grow older, I’m realising that there are repercussions to my
inaction as well. Withholding this information is a choice I’m making which will have consequences, and I guess what
I have to figure out is: which route causes the least amount of damage?
I always believed my
birthdays were a lighthearted affair, but as I look back can’t ignore the
pattern. With my birthday and New Year so close together, this is usually a
time for revelations for me. It makes my birthdays always feel so much more significant,
somehow.
Whether what I’ve learned
today turns out to be true or not… all I can do is hope. Hope my family can
make it through this situation, just like we did with A’s diagnosis and Pa’s
lawsuit. Hope that no matter what hurdles may appear in 2017, we’re still strong
enough to fight through them, together.
I wish all of you a happy
and blessed 2017. Until next year!
Xoxo
Fru Fru Shru
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