January 31, 2002 :: 3:28 p.m.
a meditation on family togetherness
How sad is it that I just got out of the shower?
Actually, Amanda, it's really sad. You're the laziest person I've ever seen, and quite frankly, you make me sick.
Yeah, I know.
So I got roped into taking my grandma to the grocery store tomorrow. I don't really mind, except for the fact that we never have anything to talk about. It's like that with a lot of my relatives, I guess because I'm not too close to any of them. Adam's a lot more family-oriented than I am, and sometimes I envy that. I think it would be kind of nice to be able to discuss things with my parents, to tell them what's going on in my life, but it's just not something I do. They don't ask and I don't bring it up, so we just exist along side each other with no real interaction. I don't mind it most of the time, though, because I'm so used to it. It's never really been any other way.
Any envy that I have fades when I consider the "dark side" of a close parent/child relationship. I enjoy being in charge of my own life - I don't have to answer to anyone but myself. My parents don't oppose any of the choices that I've made; they don't question my decisions, because they know I'm not going to do anything stupid. They help me if I need it, but they don't push their opinions or advice on me. So while I do get the occasional get the urge to bond with my family, it's offset by the knowledge that parents can be incredibly over-bearing and intrusive if you let them.
Blah. My train of thought has derailed and crashed into a mountain. I'm going to get dressed.
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