Family Loyalty. A Lifetime sentence?
It has been on my mind all day today. Is there a time limit on family loyalty, or is it a moral eternity because of shared DNA?
This train of thought hung on the predicament of Harry Windsor. Before I sentence him, It also hung on my moral compass too.
Just because grandmother is an ageing Queen, and the possibility of 99 yr old grandpa conking out very soon; is it justified in a “tell-all incrimination of family secrets” because your papa did not father you adequately, or perhaps is not your biological father after all? Whatever the gripe; toxic or not, swallow and show dignity for the sake of obligations we all have in life.
Then I shine the torch onto myself. Sitting on a tightrope, I justify these balanced views as a way to guide others, and a way to correct my own moral judgement.
Loyalty to my fellow DNA sharers have been questionable, but never acted upon. Would I fight for their actions, no. Would I applaud them for their successes, real or unreal, yes. The reason is simple enough, I value my dignity and sullying those that share my DNA, stains my persona.
I am lucky to have loyalty from my three children unreservedly. The love given to them was unreserved and equal to their needs. I propped them up with their weakness and shooed them off with their strength; never once demanding reward. I have given when I had nothing to give. I have stood back when they needed independence, even though the road they took was questionable. I need not to applaud for myself, my children say it all by their actions.
Through the media, we were shown Harry’s every movement from birth until his unfortunate decision to liberate himself from obligations yet using his birthright to accommodate his needs.
That dignity is now stained through public tell-all and through his actions, it has taught me loyalty to DNA sharers however uncomfortable, must be upheld.
