maybe we should try this whole tweeting thing. all the cool kids are doing it.Today marks a strange anniversary. It's been two years since I have seen or spoken to my parents.
Take a moment. [ moment ] Whew, glad that's over. Still, seems a bit strange - two years is a rather long time. Now, don't worry -- they still call and send postcards and strange packages and rain crazy all over the house. But I haven't opened those doors, nor do I intend to anytime soon. Or, y'know - ever.
Is it strange? Yes. Do I miss them? Not really... I miss the memory of them, but not them really. It's complex. As is the case with most families. I wish I could have a relationship with them -- but the best advice I got regarding estranged family is this: if it's meant to be fixed, it will get fixed. Don't force it. Some families are just broken.
Mine is. And the forecast for Year Three? Crazy-free skies, yo' -- just the way I like them. I always thought if your life is crazy, it should at least be the kind of crazy you make yourself.
On another note - nothing like complicating already complicated posts - do you think Dancing with the Stars is our generation's version of the Lawrence Welk Show? So not, like, really - but the variety show aspect of it is sort of interesting.
Also, this is my 501st post. Goodness! I started blogging in January 2006, can't believe I'm still writing.
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
Two Years & Counting
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Just because people are family, doesn't mean that you have to invite their instability into your life. Although it's brought plenty of criticism, I had to make the decision to do what is best for me and just step away. You have to take care of you first. Learning to laugh at the crazy now and then doesn't hurt either. :)
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