Saturday, June 26, 2010 . 6/26/2010 01:40:00 AM

A friend posted on facebook that he'd never understood the meaning of "family" since the day he was born.

This sentence, I thought, was very sad, to me. 

It's probably the anger within that brought that friend to declare that, 'cause I don't think we could live properly without a family. 

I love my family. That's a fact. That's also a fact for everyone else who has and grew up with one.

They are the people who flock in when everyone else, even friends, walks out. They are the people who has an extremely special bond that you can't ever sever. They are the people who provide the warmth and love to you when you feel unloved.

Simply, they are my whole world. Without them, there is no world for me to exist. I'm serious. 

Cold wars in families are often. I've witnessed and have been the centre of countless fights and quarrels and silent treatments, and each time, it'll be all right. Mum will 'forget' and give in, and I'll thaw myself to her again. My brothers will make me laugh to clear my anger, or offer some food or drinks they can get their hands. It happens.

I'm close to my family (except my father, for obvious reasons), so close that once, my classmates actually complained that I talked too much about my family. Well, that's me. 

Families are a source of warmth and love, as I said before. No doubt there will be some sort of favouritism going on (that's to another friend), your parents will definitely still love you a lot. I've always felt guilty about taking away quite a bit of my parents' attention from my brothers because I'm the only girl and I was always academically better than them (who knows? They could be going to universities in the future?). That's why I always try to be nice to them, and help them in whatever way I can. It can be hard, since we're still siblings, and we do have sibling fights, but as I said, it'll be fine in a while. 

I could go on and on about how lucky I am to be in a supportive family, despite it's many grievances and misfortunes, but I'm extremely tired and my eyes are threatening to close really fast, and I know there are several grammatical mistakes in this rather long entry.

I am not a close friend to that friend, hence, it's not my place to tell him this how I feel about that comment directly. So I just threw whatever I'm feeling into this blog entry. 

Maybe I'm just jumping to conclusions... those kind of comments have that kind of impact on me, but I sincerely hope that all goes well.

I'll pray for you.