I recently confided in a friend, a certain possibility developing in my personal life. He listened, smiled and congratulated me. He then asked me if I was aware that he would tell his wife.
Yeah, I was aware. I have been aware for a long time. Of the unit. I have grown up knowing about that unit.
My mother never dished out my secrets but she always told my father. My father reciprocated. No matter how many times I would make them promise me to keep my revelations to themselves, they always told each other. There were times when I felt betrayed. I felt they lied to me about keeping my secrets. It really annoyed me sometimes.
But I grew up knowing that no matter what, my parents were one unit. That bond instilled a lot of security as I grew up. The strength of their unit translated into the strong individual I have grown up to be. I have the confidence they will always have each other. It is comforting.
It doesn’t come easy. That trust they share between the two of them. It is hard work. I realise as I am working towards building my own unit. It takes a lot of strength and reassurance that you can entrust someone else’s trust into this one person knowing that it is going to be okay. Knowing that this one person wont abuse the trust you put in him.
I know this wont come easy, but I look forward to having my own unit.