growing up

When people ask me about my childhood i answer that it was complicated which is true, i grew up working hard for everything i got had a shitty older sister (which i've blogged about previously) but when i think about my childhood one memory comes to mind. I was young probably 7 i don't remember exactly but it was when i was way into a bugs life. it was christmas time and my parents couldn't afford it to do anything for us. Now being broke we weren't exactly spoiled kids so we prepared ourselves to wake up christmas morning to nothing but a family breakfast, instead we woke up to one of the best christmases i could remember. Now i'm sure your probably wondering how it happened, so were we apparently my parents had waited until we went to bed for days before and found a radio station that let them work to earn their daughters a christmas. at that point my mother was schooling us during the day and secretly working at night with my dad to bring us a christmas. When we asked they just told us that god brought us a miracle i suppose they didn't want us to feel guilty that they had busted their asses to help us out, our sister in law accidentally let it slip that week and that's how i knew what my parents did for us.

That is what good parents do, now i'm not saying my parents were perfect we have our issues and they made their mistakes (their human beings expecting perfection out of imperfect creatures is like expecting a man to give birth that shit just aint gonna happen) but in the end if the one thing you associate with growing up is the massive sacrifice they did to make you smile then i'd say you have some pretty damned good parents my dad worked all day then worked all night my mom taught us all day then worked all night and i'd say that makes them pretty great.

My family as you know has been going through some stuff with my sister pulling her BS out of her ass again, but even when my mom takes it out on me and even when she's bitchy for no reason (probably cause she's annoyed i'm taking care of her :P) i can still look at her a see the sacrifice both of my parents made for me throughout my life both in material and emotional ways and they probably never know how appreciative i am. probably because i tend to be a drama queen bitch with anger issues but they put up with me and i might bitch about taking care of the farm or other shit but in the end i know i'm lucky, i didn't grow up with parents that beat me or sexually abused me or abandoned me to do things for themselves and for that i'm enternally grateful now back to your uninterrupted non mushy blog reading lol.

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