We often find ourselves poised; the day to day life of a living and breathing human being, of the western world, can find itself challenged by the confusing and in some cases extremely odd behavior, of all the other humans. Of course the simplest way of justifying nonconformist behavior from the other individuals, is to come to the conclusion that they’re, quite simply, cut from another cloth, and that’s all there is to it. A label such as weird, is heavily accepted as the trademark for the band of secular individuals, themselves with secret handshakes, identical music taste and fashionable thick woolen knitwear, that they tend to sport mid July. But it is not from musical taste or mental disposition that has inspired me to write this post, but purely a confusion, that many claim as the flagship, the base ambassador that resides at the very core of their personality.
Sexuality poorly repressed unsettles some families; well repressed, it unsettles the whole world.
Karl Kraus
I have always considered myself a feminine male. I enjoy the finer things that this life has to offer; the promise of chocolate excites me greatly, I cant pass a sweet shop without going boss eyed! I am often tantalized with deep feelings of brood, especially when a cute kid on my usual Sunday outing attempts to hurry his grand parents off a train, by saying “come on guys!”  I enjoy the latest fashion, watch chick flicks and sometimes, mostly on a Sunday afternoon, I bake. In spite of all of these clear feminist like ways I must also insist, purely for my male prides sake, that I am as hot blooded as any chap you might find on a building site, as you’ll be able to tell from my previous posts I am also, very much, a heterosexual. Defining ones sexuality used to be simple, the lines were clear and almost certainly at the start of the twentieth century, people would have never of used it to define who they are, was this because of fear? I for one feel that as a whole, the people have become more aware of what it is to be a flesh filled, heart beating, fortress of emotion. Just as there have been breakthroughs in science, the human mind and technology, it has almost gone unnoticed that people are becoming aware of what they are, how they feel, and most importantly, what it is that they need to do.

It’s a good place when all you have is hope and not expectations.
Danny Boyle

When my parents married, they were both at the tender age of 19. Had my eldest brother at 21 and brought their own home shortly after. For my generation to envision such a right of passage seems almost laughable, however the expectations of our parents generation, and the one before that, the family unit was by far the most important part of ones life, that was built first. I can certainly see the appeal: Coming home from a stressful day at work to be greeted by a wife that loves you dearly and a child that has done nothing but be excited about showing you that painting they did, all day waiting to hear your voice at the door, immensely excited for your reaction! That walk up to the front door of your home must be one that never gets dull. Nevertheless working to make yourself happy without those people to greet you, and have them unwittingly take you away from the stresses of supporting a family could quite easily leave your life feeling empty, with an unhappiness that appears  unbreakable. As nothing was taken from you to locate the hole that needs to be filled, yet we do find ways to fill it. They define us and support us, make us feel happy when the chips are down, and sometimes lend us money, conveniently and selflessly forgetting, that they ever did.

Let parents bequeath to their children not riches, but the spirit of reverence.

One of life’s greatest achievements, overlooked by too many of us, holds the key to an award that is the one thing that all of us, no matter what our agendas in life, want, crave, and in some cases, need more than anything else. Being a good parent and being a good son or daughter, being there for each other, will bring you happiness. Knowing that each is there for the other; that support, being able to give it, will give them happiness, and happiness will then give itself to you. Friendship, love of a partner, both of which feelings of incredible emotions and attachments, they require attentiveness and like you, can grow and change over the years, and in some cases they can disappear, but the love of a parent for their child, is something that is born instantly, no hard work required, its’ there, and will stay there until the end of time. If you don’t believe me, you should ask your parents.