"My Father gave me the greatest gift anyone could give another person: he believed in me."
I went to drink some water and happened to look out the window right when my Dad was laughing so hard while playing a silly little game of cricket with his cousin, my brother, and some of my younger cousins. Just moments before seeing this, I was listening in on a conversation that my Aunt and Mom were having about certain members on Dad's side of the family. Let me sum up the two stories I heard because they are quite ridiculous and they upset me so incredibly much.
1. My Dad's Mama's (I call him Dada) youngest son kicked him out of the house recently, just a little after he got surgery. This Dada is one of the sweetest Dadas I've ever met. I became close with him after my Mota Kaka (Dada's oldest son) passed away suddenly during my sophomore year in high school. I was very close with my Mota Kaka, and I had known how excited he was about his Dad coming from India after not having seen him for 10 years; therefore, I know that this Dada was extremely upset to come to the airport and find out that his eldest son had passed away...Ever since then, he's been very quiet and just soft spoken because he hates the fact that he had to be at one of his own sons' funeral. So back to the main part: this sweet old man who needs a place to live has been kicked out. His heavy heart is now much so much heavier. ...so not cool.
2. I am going to number my Kakis so you know what's going on. Kaki #1's two sons wanted to hang out with Kaki #2's sons so she let them go. Kaki #2 then refused to get lunch for Kaki #1's sons, for no apparent reason but to say no. The sons then told their mother (Kaki #1) and she awesomely confronted Kaki #2 who just kept lying to get around everything. The point of the story: Kaki #2 was being selfish for no damn reason. I understand if she's poor and can't afford food-but a) she wasn't paying for them, they were for free b) she's rich c) she's just rude, clearly because if that were the case, then she shouldn't be getting food in front of the other two boys (oh, by the way, they are ages 5 and 8). Right? Right.
So why am I telling you this? It's very personal-why should you care? Well, you don't necessarily have to care about my families' stories, but I just really want to make sure that MY friends never ever turn into the Kaka that kicked out his own Father or Kaki #2. I'm tired of just smiling and pretending that everything's always okay with family members because that's not the case. Why do someone people always have to sacrifice and be sweet and amazing while the rest get to be the bitches, the douchebags? It's really not fair. I hope to never hear such stories about you guys (you know how gossipy the world is). Please please please always put yourselves in other peoples' positions. It's true: "treat others the way you want to be treated". It's the GOLDEN rule. Just follow it...and if you make a mistake, don't cover it up in lies. Apologize sincerely and fix it. Don't make the same mistakes again. I swear that stories like this make me so upset that I just want to go to the person and shout at them and tell them how dumb they are...but too bad for me, my parents don't let me. (Oh yes, I've done it before. I'm known to be the only person on both sides of my family that really truly calls people out for their mistakes in front of crowds of people. It's my specialty...but I only do it because I really think people just really need to be told what they're doing is wrong. Maybe they don't realize it. And if they do, then they just need to be publicly humiliated. What do you think? Hah.) Anyway, I really applaud those that are able to speak their minds because if families become torn and messed up, then maybe God really does want a fresh start. No matter what we do outside (ex. volunteer), it won't make a difference if we can't be good to our families. Seriously...they are our everything. Our pillars, our constant support, our encouragement, our love, our everything...how can we just do such things to them?!
So where does my Dad come into all of this? Well, these two stories are of MANY stories from both Mom and Dad's sides of the families. We hear so many things, we experience so many things...yet, my Dad is so good to every single person. He never ever shows any negativity when he's around them. I don't know how he does it. I hold grudges like you can't imagine, and most people I know also do that. But my Dad, he just can't do that. One of my closest friends once described my Dad as the following: "you know, if someone accidentally drove a car over your Dad's foot, he'd continue smiling and waving to say bye." [It sounds dumb now, but at the moment it was awesome because he almost accidentally drove over Dad's foot.] Anyway, it's really true. Dad just loves everyone and is just so happy. I guess that's one of the many reasons I admire him so much and strive to be like him.
So the ultimate point of this post is the following-what do we do if we're being great to others and it doesn't make a difference? What if they're bad to our parents, friends, spouse, kids, etc.? What do we do? We be like my Dad...we just keep smiling. And that is something we all need to work on. Just smiling.
By the way, I really hope that no one's given this around to others...I know who's reading my blog and I like it that way :) Especially when things are very personal. Thank you! And I hope you don't think I'm "telling" you to do things (like smile for instance) but I'm just sharing my thoughts. If you don't like them, then stop reading my posts =p
So long <3 Smile!
I went to drink some water and happened to look out the window right when my Dad was laughing so hard while playing a silly little game of cricket with his cousin, my brother, and some of my younger cousins. Just moments before seeing this, I was listening in on a conversation that my Aunt and Mom were having about certain members on Dad's side of the family. Let me sum up the two stories I heard because they are quite ridiculous and they upset me so incredibly much.
1. My Dad's Mama's (I call him Dada) youngest son kicked him out of the house recently, just a little after he got surgery. This Dada is one of the sweetest Dadas I've ever met. I became close with him after my Mota Kaka (Dada's oldest son) passed away suddenly during my sophomore year in high school. I was very close with my Mota Kaka, and I had known how excited he was about his Dad coming from India after not having seen him for 10 years; therefore, I know that this Dada was extremely upset to come to the airport and find out that his eldest son had passed away...Ever since then, he's been very quiet and just soft spoken because he hates the fact that he had to be at one of his own sons' funeral. So back to the main part: this sweet old man who needs a place to live has been kicked out. His heavy heart is now much so much heavier. ...so not cool.
2. I am going to number my Kakis so you know what's going on. Kaki #1's two sons wanted to hang out with Kaki #2's sons so she let them go. Kaki #2 then refused to get lunch for Kaki #1's sons, for no apparent reason but to say no. The sons then told their mother (Kaki #1) and she awesomely confronted Kaki #2 who just kept lying to get around everything. The point of the story: Kaki #2 was being selfish for no damn reason. I understand if she's poor and can't afford food-but a) she wasn't paying for them, they were for free b) she's rich c) she's just rude, clearly because if that were the case, then she shouldn't be getting food in front of the other two boys (oh, by the way, they are ages 5 and 8). Right? Right.
So why am I telling you this? It's very personal-why should you care? Well, you don't necessarily have to care about my families' stories, but I just really want to make sure that MY friends never ever turn into the Kaka that kicked out his own Father or Kaki #2. I'm tired of just smiling and pretending that everything's always okay with family members because that's not the case. Why do someone people always have to sacrifice and be sweet and amazing while the rest get to be the bitches, the douchebags? It's really not fair. I hope to never hear such stories about you guys (you know how gossipy the world is). Please please please always put yourselves in other peoples' positions. It's true: "treat others the way you want to be treated". It's the GOLDEN rule. Just follow it...and if you make a mistake, don't cover it up in lies. Apologize sincerely and fix it. Don't make the same mistakes again. I swear that stories like this make me so upset that I just want to go to the person and shout at them and tell them how dumb they are...but too bad for me, my parents don't let me. (Oh yes, I've done it before. I'm known to be the only person on both sides of my family that really truly calls people out for their mistakes in front of crowds of people. It's my specialty...but I only do it because I really think people just really need to be told what they're doing is wrong. Maybe they don't realize it. And if they do, then they just need to be publicly humiliated. What do you think? Hah.) Anyway, I really applaud those that are able to speak their minds because if families become torn and messed up, then maybe God really does want a fresh start. No matter what we do outside (ex. volunteer), it won't make a difference if we can't be good to our families. Seriously...they are our everything. Our pillars, our constant support, our encouragement, our love, our everything...how can we just do such things to them?!
So where does my Dad come into all of this? Well, these two stories are of MANY stories from both Mom and Dad's sides of the families. We hear so many things, we experience so many things...yet, my Dad is so good to every single person. He never ever shows any negativity when he's around them. I don't know how he does it. I hold grudges like you can't imagine, and most people I know also do that. But my Dad, he just can't do that. One of my closest friends once described my Dad as the following: "you know, if someone accidentally drove a car over your Dad's foot, he'd continue smiling and waving to say bye." [It sounds dumb now, but at the moment it was awesome because he almost accidentally drove over Dad's foot.] Anyway, it's really true. Dad just loves everyone and is just so happy. I guess that's one of the many reasons I admire him so much and strive to be like him.
So the ultimate point of this post is the following-what do we do if we're being great to others and it doesn't make a difference? What if they're bad to our parents, friends, spouse, kids, etc.? What do we do? We be like my Dad...we just keep smiling. And that is something we all need to work on. Just smiling.
By the way, I really hope that no one's given this around to others...I know who's reading my blog and I like it that way :) Especially when things are very personal. Thank you! And I hope you don't think I'm "telling" you to do things (like smile for instance) but I'm just sharing my thoughts. If you don't like them, then stop reading my posts =p
So long <3 Smile!
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