Sunday, July 1, 2012

Cut-ups


After a five month hiatus, I finally got around to sitting my ass down and actually writing for this blog. I know, I know. I didn’t keep my word about me not flaking out on this thing, but certain events transpired, so I couldn’t bring myself to focus. In retrospect, however, I realized that everything I went through would have been great material for this thing, seeing as it’s supposed to be an avenue for me to express my thoughts. But you know. Whatever.

So I guess what “inspired” me to start writing here again was seeing my six-year-old sister painting today. She brought out a set of water colors and an old mayonnaise bottle filled with water, and then just went at it on her sketchpad. She had a peculiar look on her face. Not strained like she was focusing on how she wanted her work to look like, but calm… dreamy, even. Her face was so relaxed and peaceful that I couldn’t help wondering about what was going through her mind while she was painting. It made me happy seeing her like that.

I suppose my growing up in a, for lack of a better term, “broken” home sort of makes me overprotective of her. I was barely a year older than she is when my parents’ marriage started to crumble, and it wasn’t easy for me to witness it. At twenty one-years-old, I have to admit that I still haven’t quite gotten over the things I went through in my house fourteen years ago. I know, boohoo, right? Well, I don’t want to turn this post into a diatribe of the way my parents raised me because I really do love them, especially my departed mother.

But I digress.

My main point in writing today was to tell you, whoever you are (if you really are there), that I have decided to make it my personal mission to ensure that my baby sister grows up in a stress-free, child-friendly, Neverland-esque environment. With my dad and her mom busy with work and two teenage children, I will take it upon myself to give her the proper guidance that children with developing minds need. I refuse to let her grow up to be a cut-up like me. Haw.

So, there. That’s all I wanted to say today, and I hope that I really do get to be more active on my blog from now on.

Cheerio for now.

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