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A LIFE WELL-LIVED... |
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THE FAMILY DYNAMICS Ideal vs Real |
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Family dynamics are the subtle forces that shape how members of a family relate to one another. They are expressed through everyday interactions - how people speak, listen, support, disagree, and forgive. Within a family, roles often emerge naturally: someone becomes the peacemaker, another the decision-maker, another the quiet observer. These roles influence how harmony is maintained and how conflicts are resolved. Healthy family dynamics are built on respect, communication, and empathy. When family members feel heard and valued, trust grows stronger. Differences in personality, age, and perspective can sometimes lead to tension, yet these differences also enrich family life by bringing diverse ideas and experiences together. Over time, family dynamics evolve. Children grow into adults, responsibilities shift, and new members join through marriage or birth. Despite these changes, the core of family life often remains the same: a shared commitment to care for one another. In this way, family dynamics become the living pattern of love, understanding, and resilience that binds a family together. Above, I'm talking about an ideal family dynamics. How much can I honestly say exist in my family? My father was the breadwinner, my mother, a full-time home-maker. He was no stranger to hardship being orphaned at three, was our center of gravity, and she, though somewhat passive, was always supportive. With regular weekly wage, plus a modest-size coco and riceland, we were doing fine by any measure. When I was born, I already had a 10-year old brother and a 5-year old sister. It was only four years later when another brother (the youngest) followed. When I was in first grade, my older brother was already in college, at CIT, in Cebu City. There were very, very few times that he was home when I was growing up. I remember, with fondness, receiving my first birthday card from him, the only, until high school, when I was seven. In one of those few times he was home, he taught me how to play the harmonica (silindro/silindron), on Elvis Presley's "Wooden Heart". Every July 9th, his birthday, we all go to Ozamiz City (Birhen Sa Cotta shrine), without him, to light candles and say prayers for his special day. In the meantime, in Cebu, his focus was no longer college. Instead, he indulged himself on expensive clothes, alcohol, smoke... good times! Was he thinking of the would-be consequences? Apparently, not! |