Parental Guidance
They say you can never go home again, and while that's true, you can stop in for a visit. I got my wedding video this week and since my parents only live an hour away I decided to take them a copy and spend some time with them. I love my parents, they have always been there and always offered support.
My sister and I always talk about how lucky we are to have such great people as parents. I often think about thanking them for everything they've done. From raising me right, giving me every advantage, and for always making me feel loved.
But despite all my nostalgic musings things never go as planned. For some reason no matter how hard I try, whenever I get together with my parents I turn back into that surly 16 year old who just wants to be left alone. I cross my arms and answer their questions with a bored tone... I complain about what's on TV... I argue with my mother about her views on current events.
It's like a switch gets flipped and all my promises to myself to tell my folks how much I appreciate them get pushed aside. My sister says the same thing happens to her, and I've seen my husband do it with his parents. Maybe it's just an ingrained action... like Pavlov’s dog. Whatever it is, I hope they realize how much they mean to me.
My sister and I always talk about how lucky we are to have such great people as parents. I often think about thanking them for everything they've done. From raising me right, giving me every advantage, and for always making me feel loved.
But despite all my nostalgic musings things never go as planned. For some reason no matter how hard I try, whenever I get together with my parents I turn back into that surly 16 year old who just wants to be left alone. I cross my arms and answer their questions with a bored tone... I complain about what's on TV... I argue with my mother about her views on current events.
It's like a switch gets flipped and all my promises to myself to tell my folks how much I appreciate them get pushed aside. My sister says the same thing happens to her, and I've seen my husband do it with his parents. Maybe it's just an ingrained action... like Pavlov’s dog. Whatever it is, I hope they realize how much they mean to me.
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posted by SassyJill at 9:59 AM
1 Comments:
Awww! Now, you know I love Mom and Dad to pieces but, yeah, the same thing happens to me every time! Parents - you love 'em but they drive you nuts. Next time they come to visit I'll be sure to be sweet and let them know what they mean to me (how long before I break that promise again ;)
Ah, so that was your wedding video I got in the mail the other day? I thought it was a disk with photos. I'm in the process of moving so I haven't gotten to pop it in the computer yet and check it out. But, now I can't wait!
Love ya sis =)
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