Family

The love of a family can be complicated. Aye, it can be terrible in some ways...but in other ways, it can be the simplest kind of love there is. Simple because, no matter what, it's always there. Friends can be chosen, but families are stuck with each other. The only way to go is to make the best of it and learn to understand and be with each other. Easier said than done? Sure. But remember: love and like are two different things-- you might love your family, but you might not always like them. The beauty about this is- you don't have to!

Families are not about liking each other or even being nice to each other all the time--the love of a family can be expressed in many ways- sticking up for a brother/sister if they're getting bullied, helping him/her with some schoolwork, trying to teach him/her to learn through your mistakes-- the last is possibly the most irritating (for the person being taught) and possibly the most futile, hopeless task (for the person attempting the teaching). The important thing is to see beyond the surface talk or actions and understand the deeper motives that drive the talk or actions: only then can a family's love be understood. And like most things people (including me) complain about in this world, it can be bloody annoying at times, but when it's not there...it's even worse.