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Friday 24 December 2021

A BLESSING FOR US ALL.

 A BLESSING FOR US ALL.

 

By Rosemary Clarke

I've got your 6 buddy

 

     I'm going to say something very controversial now; being a family, and families themselves don't really matter.

    

  The word 'family' has been blown out of all proportion by happy tales of perfect people, but none of us is like that and it's as stupid to believe in the perfect family as it is to believe in the perfect figure.

    It's about time we all started to grow up and realise that NOTHING is perfect; we are all great imperfections and we have to live with that.  It doesn't matter if Johnny has the best marks in school or Sue has a really good job and makes lots of money, what matters is if the people who look after them hug them, play games with them, are not too busy to listen when things for them are good or bad and show, not just tell them how wonderful life is now that they are here.

    Too many children grow up playing with 'pretty toys' that, when councillor's open their doors to their minds, turn out to be like knives or razors, things that have physically and mentally hurt them without them even knowing.

     People give their whole lives for the good of ' family' instead of being shown that being themselves is the best thing that they can be.

    Family, real family, can be any colour and any race, it can be a father and a son but it can also be a group of friends who have stood with each other through everything that life can throw at them. I have heard a lovely phrase lately from many teenagers and I think that the world should take it up also....I've got your back...  Let's all remember that for everyone and make EVERYONE family this Christmas and forever.

 

Copyright Rosemary Clarke

 

 

1 comment:

  1. Lovely, lovely sentiments Rosemary, my picture depicts friends and I've got your six comes from American fighter pilots saying they've got your back!
    By the way, this was well written and relevant in our current predicament...

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