When it comes to family we all have a different opinion
or idea about it. Me? I love my family even though they drive me crazy and we
end up arguing all the time. The thing that gets to me the most is that we
never see eye to eye. I am always construed as the irresponsible one and
dreamer.
But, having said all that, my family is always there
for me when I need them. When I am at the end of my rope and I'm lying in a
puddle of nothing but self-pity, my family comes along, picks up all the pieces
and try to get me back on my feet. We don’t always get along and we are so
different from one another it's ridiculous, but when we need each other, we
are always there for one another.
When I told my family
that I wanted to self-publish, I thought they would protest after so much had
gone wrong for me, but they didn't. Instead they were super supportive and
encouraged me to give it my all. For some strange reason they thought I could
make it work and gave me their blessing.