You don’t know how much you’re not exposed to. I sat there in the cold, holding my 3-year old so-called cousin. Beside me was my 20-year old cousin who never managed to find himself, though; something called trouble has always found him. I felt guilty for the judgments that followed that, but war between two is inevitable and in many ways, you could say that it was his fault for choosing to leave college. I don’t believe it was his fault that he received a DUI for driving drunk along with so many other things. We were being placed at our annual family Christmas party; something I had chosen to be a kickoff day to another eccentric diet. I do believe in God Almighty, yet, along with everything else in the world, I don’t understand his decisions. “Everything happens for a reason,” is only an idea, rather than a fact. My cousin stated philosophical statements often to himself and me, constantly doing what he can to make others believe he’s worth a little more than “nothing”. Automatically, I thought of the children I would give life to in the future and pictured myself always ignoring what they choose to do with their time.
