Hello to everyone reading this, and thank you. I want
to take some time to talk a little bit about Family Systems and give you all a
look into my own unorthodox family unit. There are many of us who haven’t had the
privilege of raising or being raised in a proper fully functioning family
system, I empathize with you. For those who have been able to raise or be
raised in a fully functioning family unit, that is absolutely amazing, I hope
you can keep the trend going. I think it’s safe to say that we all understand
the basic concept of what a family unit consists of. Now I know that the world
has changed its definition of marriage and I respect that, but for me and what I
believe, God’s laws don’t change so I’m sticking with His definition that
marriage is between a man and a woman (this is not to create controversy). So
from that perspective and from those of you who watch a lot of television, we
see the family consisting of a husband a wife and a few kids. Some families may
also incorporate extended family such as grandparents depending on the
situation. My family system was nothing close to that, my family growing up
consisted of my mom, my grandmother, my two cousins and me. My cousins were a
part of the family since their mom had passed away due to cancer while they
were young.
I’m sure you’ve heard family be compared to different
things. Maybe you’ve heard it compared it to a zoo, or even to a car. The fact
of the matter is each is a system in which all the pieces play their own role
to make up the whole. The pieces alone are useless or of lesser value, but when
put altogether the value of its entirety is greater than the sum of all the
components. You may remember the roles you may have played in your own
families. For me I’ve always played the role of the baby, the youngest, the one
everyone thought they needed to protect. Within the subsystems I was a part of,
meaning my friends and their families I was always that one black kid everyone
adopted into their family. For the most part it’s still that way, but as time
goes and the system starts to change, roles tend to change. In my family I’ve
since become the spiritual leader as well as many of the subsystems I belong
to. When we talk of families that are dysfunctional I think of a system that is
missing pieces, pieces that may be broken, or a poor attempt at trying to
replace a piece that is just irreplaceable. My mom had to both work and cool at
home and as good a job as she did, it was frustrating for her at times, it’s
just hard to play the role of mom and dad, nurturer and provider.
Every family should also have a set of rules. In my
family we had rules, but most of them were implied. My mom told me we were all
good kids so she never needed to tell us. We hardly ever got into trouble, and
if we got into trouble we got into trouble together. The rules I do remember
were to be in bed at a decent hour, never go outside without an adult, always
make sure we tell someone where we’re going, and every Saturday was typically
the day to deep clean the entire house which took us hours. Other families have
some pretty interesting rules and that’s okay, every family should do what’s best
for them. For one of my friend’s, his family had a rule that if you went to buy
food for yourself you needed to should buy some for everyone else. That’s not
something I ever adapted to. Another rule was no TV or video games on Sundays,
which a lot of families have different rules for what not to do on Sundays. It’s
interesting to see the differences as you spend time in someone else’s home. It’s
extremely important to be careful in assuming that everyone does things the
same way. No family is the same, so when we visit someone else’s home, realize
that family will have different rules from your own. When you’re married, you
and your spouse will have come from different backgrounds and will most likely have
grown up wit different rules in your home. So don’t assume that someone will
automatically know what your rules or even believe that your rules are what’s
best in every family, because every family has different needs, and that's okay.
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