Black Sheep

I’ve always been the one who didn’t fit in with the rest of my family. I wasn’t big into sports like my other siblings. I played but I wasn’t competitively into them like they were. My hobbies were music, acting and dancing. I loved dancing which I did for many years. When I started high school that is when I began my love for drama club and singing. I have always been the kid to do everything in life backwards. Growing up in a catholic family, we were expected to act and behave a certain way. Going through my life lets say I didn’t behave the way my family expected me too.
When I graduated high school I moved in with two of my best friends, I started college and I was loving every minute of it. After one semester of college I didn’t return. About 4 months after moving in with my friends we moved out and I moved in with my boyfriend. I wont lie my family tried everything to get me to move back home and I wouldn’t. So the car given to me was taken away, my financial way through college was also taken away. When I turned 18 I went out and got a tattoo, and was piercing parts of my body that “wasn’t normal”. Then shortly before I turned 21 I would find out that I was pregnant outside of marriage. I would say that my family wasn’t happy with my life decisions.

Throughout the years I’ve had many ups and downs with my family. To this day still don’t have much of a relationship with any of my family members. I am definitely the “black sheep”. Over the years I struggled with not having that relationship with my family. About 6 years ago in 2013 I began Dalton. When he introduced me to his parents they immediately welcomed me into their home and their lives. Even during our times of separation I could always count on them to be there for me. I am beyond thankful for his parents.

Over time I have began to realize that worrying about why someone chooses to not be apart of my life or my kids life was pointless. It wasn’t going to change the outcome. I generally only hear from my family for special events or holidays. This isn’t referring to my family but people in generally. How can someone not be a part of their kids or grand kids life? I understand if there was a legitimate reason but in my situation there is not. There are many people I know who don’t have relationships with family members because of one reason or another.

I became less likely to care about people making a effort to be apart of my life or my kids life when I had kids. Once my boys were out of their “newborn” phase the visits, phone calls and texts become way less and are now rare. For anyone reading this I no longer make a constant effort to involve people in my life. I have made it known to those that I would like for them to be apart of our lives and if they don’t make that effort back then it is on them. My kids and I know who are there for us and who isn’t. ❤



Disclaimer: I don’t own the rights to this picture. I am not a medical professional. If you are having a medical emergency contact 911 immediately. This blog is for informational purposes only. If you believe you may have a medical issue contact your local medical provider.

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