Posts Tagged ‘family’

Would you break the law to save a loved one?

Well, yeah.
I have already.

“Save” is a subjective term.
Save them from what?
Danger? Pain?

No matter how you slice it, I’ve already answered this question.

I see no reason to answer it again.

/post.

Remember to see the beauty in everything. It's always there.

The current challenge is brought to you by myself, and the ever delightful Chrissa over yonder at A Little Wicked. The Challenge questions are pilfered from Marc and Angel Hack Life, and their stellar list of 50 Questions That Will Free Your Mind. We hope you enjoy the posts, and if you’d like to take part, the questions are yours to answer.

It’s only fitting that the last post of this challenge would be a party.

And because it’s my dream dinner party, and I get to invite whoever the hell I want to – living or dead – it’s going to be a hell of a party, too. Not a party like most people would answer this question, with people like Shakespeare and Mother Teresa. I’m sure that they’re really great people, but that doesn’t mean that I want them at my party.

I want people at my dinner party that will last past dinner, and well into the evening.
Cuz dinner? Just the start at my party.

Welcome to my party.

Laurie. It isn’t a party without her. Never was.

Dean. I refuse to attend any party, even my own, without him.

Brother J. Hey, someone needs to tend bar. Oh shush. I’m kidding.

My parents. That’s right, there are going to be zombies at my party. Deal with it. My parents will make great zombie guests. My Mom always did look great in green, and my Dad will crack everyone up when he pulls his arm off at the table, reaches it across to the other guests and says, “Pull my finger!!” Yes. He will.

Why is the booze on the floor?

Chrissa. Seriously? She did this whole 50-50 thing with me. She’ll need a party, too. Of course, she’s going to be busy planning her own. I guess we’ll just have to get it together and make sure our schedules match.

Doc. Because he would totally be the one to pull my Dad’s finger.

The Dobernerds. They are all invited. I’ll just pick some random middle of the world spot and we can all meet up there. Oh, also? I’m inviting Dee from TremendousNews, too. He brought us together, he can dress up his man-boobs in his cleanest tear-stained shirt and join us.

The Special. All of these people will be bringing something to my table. And I don’t mean food: Krystyn, Khayyam, OhDoctah, Annie, Koby, Dina and anyone else that has ever been mentioned by name in this blog.

The Urban Peasant. My chosen chef will be a zombie, too. Nothing I can do about that. I don’t need some prissy motherfucker cooking dinner for all of my friends and family. I want someone that knows how to cook with alcohol. And no one did it better than James Barber. Don’t mind the bits of zombie in your food. Seriously, after my Dad and his ‘pull my finger’ thing, is a bit of ear in your escargot really that big of an issue?

The Entertainment. Bon Jovi (you’re welcome, Laur), Iron Maiden (you’re welcome, Dean) and Mike Ness (you’re welcome, Chrissa). Hey. If I can’t help the people that I love meet the people they love, what the hell kind of person am I?

Mmm... this is a tasty burger!!

And finally, Samuel L. Jackson. For when I’m sick of all these motherfuckin’ people in my motherfuckin’ face.

Just kidding y’all.
You know I love you.

The 50-50 Challenge is an idea that Chrissa from A Little Wicked and I came up with. It is based on a list of 50 Lists to Write to Lift Your Spirits, which can be found at Demanding Joy. We were inspired to make it a blog challenge. If you’d like to participate, please do. Be as inspired as we were.

Accomplishments.
More specifically, accomplishments that I am most proud of.

That is the topic of today’s post…

When I read that, I thought it was going to be another post that required a lot of thought from me, to get something on paper (or on screen) that would suffice for this topic. So I said to myself… Self? What a great fucking day for rock and roll! Oh, wait. That’s what Bon Jovi said. (Just trust me on that. They did.)

What I did was answer the question posed of me by someone that I was with, which was, “Well, what are your greatest accomplishments as YOU define them?” See, I don’t really define accomplishments in the way that most people do. Most people would probably look at something that they did at work, or some cool project that they were involved in.

I don’t really look at those as my greatest accomplishments.
My personal greatest accomplishments run a little deeper, and more personal.

I have always done right by my family. I believe that this is a huge accomplishment. I honoured my parents, and I respected their wishes. I looked after them when they needed it, and I have always tried to make sure that my brother is looked after as well. I have stood by my best friend (yes, she IS family) through thick and thin. It hasn’t always been easy. Sometimes, it’s driven me to tears of frustration and into fits of rage. But in the end, it was always worth it. Family is supposed to be the one thing that you can depend on, and I was always able to depend on mine. I never wanted any of my blood (or my Blood on Blood) to question whether I would be there for them when they needed it.

I have been the best friend that I could be. And I continue to do so. I am a loyal and trust-worthy friend. I will fight for my friends, and I would do whatever I could to keep them from being hurt – physically or emotionally. If I can’t stop the hurt, then I will suffer through it with them, and try to bring some sun into their darkest hours. I will also share joy, laughter and sarcasm when the occasion calls for it. Which – with my friends? – is often.

I have maintained my integrity. I was thrust into a world of payoffs and kickbacks very young. Thanks to an upbringing that allowed me to recognize right from wrong, and to know when my gut is telling me that something is just not fucking right, I was able to steer clear of any of that bullshit. It allowed me to trust those that I knew were on the up and up, and to say with a very loud and clear voice that I will not be bought. For any price.

I still trust. Yeah. This is an accomplishment. I have had people that I trust rip me to shreds. On more than one occasion. Yet I am still able to trust people. It might take more time now to earn my trust, but once you have it, it is yours until you do something to mess it up. Those that I trust are held in highest regard, and I will do everything I can not to break their trust in me. I expect the same from them. The fact that I can still trust anyone, though… it is something that I remain very proud of.

Those are the things that I am most proud of accomplishing. They might not be things that are easily recognizable, and I haven’t received any plaques to hang on my wall. But you know what? I don’t need any. The fruits of those accomplishments follow me every day, and provide me with a reason to smile.

So… Tell me.

What are your greatest achievements?

The 50-50 Challenge is an idea that Chrissa from A Little Wicked and I came up with. It is based on a list of 50 Lists to Write to Lift Your Spirits, which can be found at Demanding Joy. We were inspired to make it a blog challenge. If you’d like to participate, please do. Be as inspired as we were.