Thursday, May 6, 2010

Dangerous Words

ON the IPOD "Take Everything" by: Greg Laswell

So I've been going back and forth on whether or not I wanted to discuss this but it has turned into me feeling like I'm holding it in and we all know that that path tends to end up in my kitchen so I decided to discuss it.

I'm going to start out be saying that my brothers are truly two of my very best friends. We have obviously been through every detail of our lives together... and I love them dearly. But I would be lying if I said that I have never been jealous of them... They have never had a weight problem... and they have always had a choice on what family activities to be involved with (and I'm not talking about the good activities, I'm talking about doctors appointments, hospice calls, taking care of business activities that no one wants to do.) I am by no means saying that they have never done anything... I'm just saying that the responsibilities of a daughter are different than a son.

The reason I need to bring all this up is not to bash them in anyway, it is mainly to show you how dangerous words are...

About 3 years ago, during a time in which my father was very ill, the three of us with our respective partners at the time and I would say 3-4 of my closest friends were hanging out at a bar called "Meridian Room" in Dallas. The subject came up that I, except for some awesome trips, have lived here. I went to college here and I stayed here.

My brother Andrew started in on me saying that I've never explored the world or lived my life...and that all I do is take care of our Mom and Dad... The lecture went on to include my weight! I was risking my health and not thinking of him or the rest of my family. To tell you the truth it is hard for me to remember past the outburst of crying that night but I remember words like unhealthy, disappointment, overweight, embarrassment, bad choices... To have this said to me in front of my family and my closest friends was probably one of the lowest points of my life. I felt abused and attacked! I think the episode ended when somebody finally turned to him and said "Enough!"

The thing is that it was hard for me to get defensive about it. I did stay in Dallas because my Dad was sick... it was also because I met Mike and there were more business opportunities here at the time. But to tell you the truth, I don't have regrets about that...I would have had regrets about not seeing my Dad everyday, I would have regretted not getting to grow up with Mike, I would have regretted not having some of the most incredible culinary teachers and I would have regretted not building a friendship with my mom (I was pretty much a pain in high school). On the issue of my weight...what was I supposed to say ... "you're wrong!" Obviously he was right, I was overweight and I still am. But does he even have the slightest clue whats it's like...NO! Did he understand that my weight defined me growing up? Did he understand that I felt trapped by it?? Did I as a child decide, well obviously the way I want to deal with my emotions is by eating??? I'm going to go ahead and say no...

But me bawling in the middle of a bar surrounded by family and friends was not exactly the most constructive way to bring up any issues he had with my choices...

What my brothers don't understand about my choice to be here, is all the stuff that is taken care of behind the scenes while they play. They don't know about the sick days, medical procedures, birthday parties, mothers day brunches, good days, bad days, sad days, and days when my mom's t.v. doesn't work. To tell you the truth I used to be mad about it (honestly sometimes I still am), but now I just feel sorry for them because they are missing out on her. And I am lucky enough to really know her...

I don't know why brothers and sisters are so critical of each other. Maybe it has to with loving a person so much that you feel like its safe. I, of course, forgave my brother for his outburst as I am sure he has forgiven me for things I have said. Because at the end of the day I know that he loves me and I love him, but it did effect my brain. It made me doubt myself, and I think of it often...

My brothers will never truly understand what it is like to be the daughter...They will also never understand what it was like to grow up as a chubby little girl with two older brothers that ate whatever they wanted and never gained a pound. Even though we grew up under the same roof at the very same time, our stories are so different which makes us kind of different and I guess that is what makes a family... A group of very different people, bound by blood...

xoxo chef a

5 comments:

  1. Adam loves you and the family very much, he is
    very dedicated to you and protective of you, trust me. I'm sorry if we have been a dissapointment to you. We will be more than willing to help with anything if you just let us know when something needs to be done, we cant help if we dont know. I am a caregiver by trade and by duty to my family so believe me, i feel your pain.

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  2. Amanda, this is truly an amazing piece! You have an incredible gift!

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  3. It does seem to land on the daughters more, doesn't it? But I think in part it's for a reason, because when my grandmother was dying it was my brother the ladies had called, because I'd just been in the ER with my elder son getting him stitches that he got when we'd been staying with my grandmother (our parents had been out of town)...

    He's still not over it. I wish I'd been there either too or instead because, not that I'd have not been affected, but I've been there. I've sat at my other grandmother's bedside as she was dying. And instead, he's forever changed and I'm not sure it's for the better.

    Eh, could just be my "oldest kid" thing kicking in. That alters the dynamic too.

    Family. You've done it justice in all its many sides in this post. Good job.

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  4. That was terribly incoherent, but I had children interrupting. ARRRGH!! Just holler at me if you want a clarification. Sheesh :)

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  5. I got it Amanda! Thanks everyone for your comments, although we have different roles I would never say that my brothers are a disappointment to me! They are my family, my life, I love them with every part of my soul. I was only saying that being a daughter carries responsibilities that I actually would never trade for anything! My brothers are two of the most caring, loving individuals and I'm thrilled that they are so supportive of this journey and understand my need to heal myself so that I can move forward!!

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