I wish I had known that side of him

My Uncle Ray passed away last week. I was a little sad to hear from some of the family that attended the funeral that they had seen a different side of Ray through other peoples eyes and they had wished that they had known that side of him. I did not know him at all. I had only seen him 2-3 times in the last 20 years. So I can't really say I knew any side of him. Well that is not entirely true I knew a side of him through my families eyes, which obviously wasn't the entire story of Ray's life.

Does anyone really know the real me? Probably the closest one to get the entire me is Chandra. (Poor Chandra) I do believe to some extent I am different with different people. I am a son, husband , father, brother, uncle, friend, and employee. I realize that I am self-employed but that just means I have hundreds of bosses. I think with each of these titles I bring a little something different to the relationship. I don't even believe that I am the same father to my daughters as I am to my son. I let some of my customers treat me in ways that I wouldn't dare let my family treat me and I treat my family in ways that I wouldn't dare treat a customer like. Now that seems backwards to me. Some people tend to bring the best parts of me out while others tend to bring the worst of me out. I hate the person that I am, with the people that bring out the worst of me and I try to avoid them.

Does my family know who I am now or do they just remember the little boy that wouldn't pick up his coat. :) Does my sister remember the way I was growing up or does she know who I am now? Do earlier memories taint the way you think of a person forever? I don't know that you can ever really get to know the entire person and you have to appreciate the parts they share with you.

So you had better enjoy the side of me that I share with you through this blog. It is as good as it gets.