In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Delayed Contact.”
Another of my favorite sayings, which may also be a cliché, is:
“You can choose your friends, but you can’t choose your family.”
I have spoken this line to my spouse many times over the nearly 25 year span of our marriage, along with the corollary I learned from my first high school friend who married at a very young age and has never gotten along very well with most of her in-laws.
“Be careful who you marry. Make sure you get along with them because you’ll be stuck with them, too.”
While I didn’t always get along with his parents and the two brothers who were living when I met him, I have always, or at least as far back as I can remember, gotten along with his sisters-in- law. His parents have passed, along with one of the two brothers, and now I think the three of us girls get along better than ever. I’m sure there’s a deep psychological and/or emotional reason for this otherwise unexplainable fact. If anyone has any possible explanations, I’d love to hear them!