TIS THE SEASON for challenging issues of family, home, religious fervor recurrent, perennial struggles of my existence. having chosen divergent paths from a young age from siblings and a parent's intended path, its difficult to feel closeness when worldviews are so diametrically opposite and opposed -- one coping mechanism was to recognize 'family' as the social construct it is , societally formulated, culturally specific and determined, biologically indeterminate. and yet we do on some level share much, immigrant experiences hoisted upon 'us' - we approached the matter, the questions differently/similarly and in some cases, in dichotomously oppositional, antagonistic ways. Confounded by familial love, learning to accept differences can be challenging, Tis the season to get the fuck away (as I have the last 7 years), merry x-mas!
