Family Ties

Written by Orchid on August 19, 2013. Posted in Blog

I envy those with deep family roots and traditions. Those with a history and a legacy of heritage. Such Feelings churn within my restless heart.

My family has been broken into so many pieces. Like a priceless vase that has been chipped away at bit by bit. As solitary pieces we are nothing. Just shards of decorative porcelain that were once a part of something greater. My edges are worn smooth with years of solitude and grief. I miss my father. And my grandfathers. Their memories have been scattered to the merciless winds of time. No first hand account of what they lived through has ever been recorded and now must be passed down. But not one will step forward to do so. They all live their lives in selfishness and secrecy. Each out to further their own agendas with little regard for those with whom they share a sanguine bond. Nobody calls, nobody writes and everyone blames someone other than themselves for loosing touch.

I like to think that if nothing else I have enough scraps of my history to cling to, so as to prevent complete and crushing anguish from running my life into the ground. And cling to them I will, for dear life. For each one sparks a memory and that is all I have left.

I must forge ahead in this life alone and make my own way. At least my shard of porcelain, with its smooth edges and faded flowers, is beautiful.

(This blog originally posted on my old account March 2013)

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