Back from visiting my parents. There is my dad (his teeth don't really look like that it was a joke we had with chicklets). It seems like the visits are few and far between and are much too short. It is so strange, isn't it, how intertwined your lives are when you are growing up and then the relationship changes. I look at them so differently too. Once they were such a source of stability, like towers of reliability - sometimes frustrating in butting up against them, but ultimately a beacon. I still don't doubt their integrity, but they are more complicated and more eccentric than I realized. As they age I either notice it more or their personalities have gotten more extreme.
In addition to this all being a little emotionally unsettling, the humbling part is remembering my parents having these conversations about their parents when we would visit 30 years ago. What's on the horizon in for me? (How about for you?). What traits of ours are going to get extreme?
No comments:
Post a Comment