Family

Family and dream are different words but have the same meaning. Family is a system, dream as well. I dream to leave my finger print on a rock, not on a sand, because the sand remove everything when the winds come. Unlike the rock. So people won't forget. I don't want to live and die and I didn't do anything special. Special is unique, not something you can touch. As I said, dream is a system, how responsible can I be, how can I plan to achieve it or how to find the keys when I already found the doors. Family is exactly the same. It's a plan and futurity affected strategy. Let me write about my family.

My father, how to start! He's a great man. Good hearted person, he's serious but I always see how pure he is. He just trying to teach us a lesson, nothing else. He knows one day we ill be in our own. He cares too much, so as a man, I agree on being strict sometimes. He has a dream, I don't know if he accomplished it, he has all what he wanted. But maybe that dream it's so big, my dream it's to accomplish it for him. Because we share the same dream. Me and him, like friends. We listen to each other, we discuss about many things. He's an open minded. He work hard for us, my first man ever.

My mother, oh my mother. They say heaven is under mother's foots. That's true. She's holy to me, I can't imagine my life without her. How can I? She took care of me, pray for me, do the impossible for me, even fight for me. It's too hard to put her in a second place, she has always been and always will be considered as the first person in each part of my body. She deserve my everything. Yeh, sometimes she's in my nerves, but when she's mad at me is because I did bad. I believe in her, mothers are always right. They are like a star. My mom is my shining star.

My brothers. Headache, problems and always ruin things for me. They snitch, beat and do all bad things to me. Everyone of us has deep secretes from the other, if you tell my parents I'll tell them as well. But all that when were young. Now, we all growing up, understand and help each other. My elder brother is my other hand and we share the same room. My elder sister is my respect and we have many commons. My younger sister is my sweet and we listen to each other. And I in the middle , asking myself, are they love me more than I do?

So I live in a dream. A plan that my parents worked hard for it. I'm dreaming while am inside a dream. It's a good thing to have a family one day, a beautiful wife and lovely children. However, family is an important level. Gathering and caring.