Last week I made a moodboard on how I would see my life 5 years from now. One of the images displayed a family. And I will tell you all why I chose a family.
I have never told anyone this, but I guess this is a good time to get it off my chest.
Growing up, I always had a broken family. my dad left when i was just 1 year old. I grew up with my mother, grandmother and aunt. I also had my siblings and nephew.
My mother would always say that she put us first, but when it came down to choosing to do something for us or for the guy she was with.. we came in second. My grandmother basically invested all her time, money and effort towards making sure that me and my siblings were eating on time and doing well in school. She always supported me and that is still ongoing till today. She is my second mom some would say. Over the years I've seen my mother cry and make bad decisions. And in my eyes it was all because of her man. Growing up he and I would always get into verbal fights because he wanted to hit my mom. It was rough for me seeing all that, but what hurt me more is that my siblings had to see everything and also couldn't do anything.
Realizing what I've seen all these years I promised myself that I would do everything to better than the man I saw growing up. To have a big happy family despite what I saw everyday. We all choose who we become.
I choose to be better.
I choose to learn from the mistakes of others.
But most of all, I refuse to let my family live and grow in a bad environment.
I want to be able to pass down the love and lessons i learnt from my grandmother.
This is why I chose for family.
