Power

So it was New Year a couple days ago.

Every 1st January of every year, on the 12AM mark, the whole family would sit in front of the alter (We are buddhists) and pray to our Deity. We pray for blessings and wishes in our endeavors and future. My mother would begin by saying a few words to honour the occasion because my father is not really a people person. He is what I like to call the behind-the-scenes guy. Then we would begin chanting for like 15-20 minutes.

Things haven't change that much, I guess. And I should be feeling grateful.

Anyway, back to my father. He is somebody who does stuff but dislikes talking. Sometimes, I think he has really low self-esteem. I have never seen him with friends before and when we're out shopping or whatever, and he bumps into them, he would always say a few words, chuckling nervously. I don't know why he does that. But when he's with my mother, he's definitely more comfortable around her. Maybe because they were primary school friends. Aww that's sweet, that's what you're probably thinking.

My mother always has the final say in serious matters and only when my elder sister became an adult, slowly she was leaning more towards what my elder sister had to say. My father didn't do much except he listened. Also, my father would make comments about things if my mother was doing them too slowly or in the wrong manner. There isn't much power struggle in the family because I, too but slowly, am making decisions in the family.

I think my family doesn't have power struggle problem because we listen to each other. Sure, we quarrel sometimes but ultimately, we make decisions based on instincts and logic. Whoever makes the best sense we would listen to that person.