When the Bough Breaks

There have been so many times in my life when the weight of "my" world felt too heavy for me to carry. At the heart of the weight is an all too familiar situation that many persons experience.That weight being family issues. More than ever in today's world families are being torn apart by disagreements that can track back to money. At the heart of the matter is one person's need for control. How is it that people, human beings that claim to be so caring for one another, having shared so much love through a lifetime are torn apart by material items that in our afterlife serve no purpose? Having had this experience with my father and most of my siblings over items that were given to me, I find myself at a lost as to why my father later changed his mind. How easy it is for others' to whisper in the ears of those that are of fimble minds. All of this negative chatter only serves to cause hate, sorrow and distrust among each family member struggling to make their point of view correct. What is left behind is only a shadow of the family that once was, a particle form of a loving, caring and trusting unit of souls. Jealousy, shame and the inability to admit a wrongness paves the way for one member in a family to shatter the very net that holds each us bound together.Not one person in a family unit can be more important than the whole of the family itself. Each of us has our place within the confinds of our own family unit. When one person strives to become the greater part of the whole, then we are only pieces of a puzzle that can never be fixed. Feeling the weight of the broken pieces has become a heavy structure for me and when the bough breaks too often it breaks forever. Hopefully for thousands of other families that may struggle with internal forces that seem to want to drive a wedge between the love once shared, if given a moment to sit and reflect, express in calm form your hurts and pains perhaps you can resolve the anger and sorrows that would attempt to pull you apart. Do not wait until it so late into the fracture that there is no return from when the bough breaks. Learning to heal ones' self is the only way to survive the breaking of the family bough.