This is a tough one, I’m a good person reliable, yet I’m late to see my folks/family a lot. It’s actually not really about respect for them, it’s a disconnect, an deeper anxiety on my part – knowing it’s going to be awkward, I’m not going to feel good being there – so I find I procrastinate a lot prior to going to see them. Knowing this I actively make the effort to be on time, so as not to make them feel like I don’t respect them because I of course do and they know I do. Family dynamics aren’t always rosey, I was always left to fend for myself growing up in mine and so in my case, family isn’t as welcoming or a place I feel part of it that makes sense. But I obviously have to attend, show up, and I do, I’m the reliable child, the one who’s always there when it matters and does the dirty work within the family dynamics. ‘The glue’ my dad once said. Yet, I’m late some times. There is an element of not ‘valuing’ family time in general, which I guess you could relate to respect but for me there’s much more to it.