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"For the longest time, the door was closed. Maintaining my
relationships with my family felt only like an obligation, a joyless
burden. I was only half-there. My career, my friends, and my ideas
sustained me and occupied my real interest. And then one day ... I found
myself divorced ... my mother told me she didn't know me ... I was
pushing my brother away because I felt guilty for not having been there
during his hardest times ... I was scared of raising children ... and I
realized all of the above were connected. In that moment, the door
finally opened, and I walked back into my real life, and I got it. Now
those relationships matter more to me than anything else. I face a
choice of how my children will think about family, and who they count as
family. Great memories comes back to me, rich with love, and I realize I
can do this, I will do this. This matters. This might be the most
important thing I ever do."
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