A time I grew in spirit was today. I went to see my cousin in the hospital. She was asleep yesterday so we didn't get to speak to her. But today she was awake but groggy. I hadn't seen her since childhood which made everything awkward plus back then we didn't have the best relationship. My mom, sister and I was there visiting as her boyfriend was in the room. I'm always quiet and to myself when meeting someone so for the most part I didn't say anything to her other than, "Hi."
She, while waking up from the medication, turned and said my sister seemed like the fun one. I was speechless but I knew she was going threw a whole ordeal the last few days. So I let it go, until we left later on that day. As we got into the car we was talking about how great it went. When I brought up the fact that she called my sister the "fun" one.
My sister said our cousin could tell she was the fun one because of her personality. And then my mom agreed, saying everyone claims my sister is the fun one. At first I didn't let it bother me until the day went on. I actually shed a tear or two. I mean, what does that even mean? If my sister's the "fun" one then what does that say about me?
That I am boring? Or that I am not fun to be around? As the evening blended into the night I got some 'not so good' news. Instead of crying and being sad like I usually am I used this as a time I grew in spirit. I jumped onto Youtube and started singing out "fun" songs to get my spirits up. I decided to not let someone brand me as boring or unappealing. I began having fun in my own way. Which placed a smile on my face. I sent out two resumes for a job search that I'm doing and my mom told me she was proud of me. So all in all I grew to learn that "fun" is an subjective term. A state of opinion, not fact.
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