After reading the story "Everyday Use" I felt an odd sense of loathing. Why do we always here of these stories where someone in the family decides to just leave the family behind and then comes home one day so very different they almost seem as though they do not fit or are not part of the family any more. I am a firm believer in a person trying to better themselves and make themselves happy but not at the cost of who you are or where you came from. I think that happens too much. People may become successful and or get ahead in life and they forgot the friends and families they left behind. Don't get me wrong, I think there are times when a person needs to just walk away and never look back depending on the circumstances and the situation.
In this story "Everyday Use" the daughter moves away and comes back trying to takes things as keepsakes for her to remember her heritage. Yet the daughter decides to change her name that her mother had given her and that name was passed down from generation to generation.
At what cost do we try and better ourselves? Are we to forget those that we call friend and family? Are we to try and make such a better life for ourselves that we dare not to look back at the life we had or came from? I think it depends on the situation but one thing is for sure, no matter who we are or who we become we all started out somewhere. I hope there are those that will never forget where they come from.
Wonderfully, said!
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