I must have been deluding myself thinking that because blood is thicker than water, I may be able to gain some amount of understanding from her.
Or perhaps I was carried away thinking that she will be as supportive as those parents in the local sitcoms I’ve been watching with my son of late.
The teeny-weeny sarcasms. The on and off coldness. I knew it for a long time but I kept defending her in my heart. But today, I told my husband that in the event if anything happens, I will never be able to return to that family again because of how she regards me now. AN OUTSIDER.
I’ve finally come to terms that our relationship is like these watches she gave me. Physically, they still look quite nice but in reality, they’ve stopped working and are probably already beyond repair. And even if I try, they’re likely not going to be in workable condition for very long.
So, why bother?
Is it that bad?
Hmm… but I still believe in love is thicker than blood..
Comment by zara's mama — Tue, 8 Jul 2008 @ 7:14 pm