THAT "IT CAN NEVER BE ME" MOMENT GONE WRONG.




I read somewhere that saying "It can never be you" can actually shock the living daylights out of you when it turns out to be true. This aptly describes my newfound relationship with my stepmom, which I find both hilarious and heartwarming.

Trust me, if someone had told me that the two of us would end up bonding, I would never have believed it. She has been on bed rest for a few months now, forcing us to spend a lot of time together.

You know, it's true what they say: love can grow. How else can I explain eagerly anticipating my stepmom's reaction when I tell her about something absurd that happened in my day? Or turning off my phone to concentrate on the hot gossip she shares on my off days?

Well, I realized that I didn't really hate her; I just never got to know her. Psalm 1:1 emphasizes association for a reason. It doesn't state "Blessed is the saints" but rather "Blessed is the one who does not walk in step with the wicked or stand in the way that sinners take or sit in the company of mockers." Association shapes our being. 

My siblings didn't like my stepmom, and although I didn't know her well enough, I concluded that she was a bad person. That's how powerful association is.

Dearest reader, we are the average of the five individuals closest to us. These individuals form our immediate environment, and as human nature dictates, we tend to want to fit in, emulating their beliefs and ideology. As my coach always says, "Question everything!"

Why do you act the way you do? Who is responsible for your basic beliefs and assumptions?


@favvy_Okwansđź–¤

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