Tungkulin Sa Pamilya Novels & Stories

The woman had done so much for his family, she didn't deserve this. Tunde was really tired of his parents' behavior. Even though he knew he couldn't give up on them, he just wanted to disappear from all this fight. Was it bad that he had thought of leaving the house unannounced? But what could he do? They were his parents and his responsibility; he just couldn't abandon them.

Windsor hadn’t questioned himself when he was taking care of Rachel, and that was not a mistake I would want to repeat in my consciousness. When you create a family, it is more than just a responsibility. It's no longer just about ensuring your kids financial needs are met. Any fool who can earn can ensure that. What you do beyond that, the sacrifices you make to ensure all their needs are met, and the decisions you take to improve their quality of life makes all the difference in their life.

she told me “You gave my daughter a child out of wedlock, so do what’s right and take responsibility. And responsibility doesn’t just involve her. Family is a really big thing to us, so you can’t just kick us out of the picture. We are very much involved. So if you want this to go smoothly and we can just put this whole discussion behind us and move ahead with my blessing, you have to take responsibility” “So your blessing equals shares of a company? Is that it? Is that what you’ve been trying to say about responsibility?” I asked

"Yes Richard, there's no room for you here anymore. I'd like you to move out of this place as soon as possible. The first thing you should do tomorrow is to move your belongings out of my house." Richard stared at him in disbelief, still not getting what he was saying. "I don't get you, sir." he cackled. "What I'm trying to say is that, move out of my house and go back to your family." "Oh! No dad, I'm not ready yet." "I don't care if you're not ready. Richard, your family needs you now, don't run away from your responsibility, you have already gotten enough break you requested for." "I'm not running from my responsibility."

Love, even. I have parts of family left, even if it mainly is a bit fucked up, nobodys life is 100% normal, perfect or without some bits that are fucked. And truth be told, my family is more than just a bit fucked up. It is indeed screwed up so bad that I would rather live with goats and sheep, but I guess this is just the way its meant to be, otherwise why are we on earth? Is it some type of punishment that we have to deal with? Live with? Live through? I really hope not. This time has to be different. It will be different

"Your father needs you, and it's time for you to step up and fulfill your responsibilities." "I have responsibilities, Mom," I shot back, my voice rising with each word. "Ones that I've worked hard for, ones that have nothing to do with Dad or his precious business." Mom's eyes flashed with a mixture of disappointment and determination. "Your father may not have always been there for you, but that doesn't change the fact that he's your father. And family comes first, whether you like it or not." "Well, maybe it's time to redefine what family means," I retorted bitterly, feeling the weight of years of resentment bearing down on me. "Because from where I'm standing, family means betrayal, mani