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My family is not all that close, but I see my aunt (my mother's sister) and talk to her quite often, maybe every 2 weeks or so. Sometimes I spend a few days in summer at her house because it's in a nice vacation area and really relaxing and pleasant.
On my dad's side I have little to no contact. That is a long story.
The family member I am closest to is my mother. There are several reasons for this: my upbringing was pretty messed up because my dad was a very difficult man, so that made us closer. I am also an only child. My mom is also a worrier, and I'm the only one she's got to worry about currently. These days, since my father has passed, and then soon after that, my mom had a burst aneurysm, my mom relies on me for a lot of things. I guess I rely on her for a lot too. We speak on a daily basis and live very close by to each other. Sometimes we just want to say hi and let the other know they are thought of. It's really a support we give each other. I also see her more or less on a weekly basis. Sometimes it's too much and I need a break, but I love my mom and she's a great person. We're there for each other and are very close.
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Whether we write or speak or do but look
We are ever unapparent. What we are
Cannot be transfused into word or book.
Our soul from us is infinitely far.
However much we give our thoughts the will
To be our soul and gesture it abroad,
Our hearts are incommunicable still.
In what we show ourselves we are ignored.
The abyss from soul to soul cannot be bridged
By any skill of thought or trick of seeming.
Unto our very selves we are abridged
When we would utter to our thought our being.
We are our dreams of ourselves, souls by gleams,
And each to each other dreams of others' dreams.
Fernando Pessoa, 1918
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