I realize this is probably going to make me sound like a rotten son, but one of the big joys of having my own place is that I have some place to escape to if I ever get into an argument with my parents. Whenever I visit them, I always hope for something relaxing without any expectations. I mean if I’m invited over for dinner, all I want is to go over there and enjoy. Having a nice conversation would be a bonus. Lately it’s been a bit tough because they’re still adjusting to their new place. Really, I don’t mind helping with some tasks if that was my purpose for going over there. Otherwise, the visit just becomes unpleasant. Combine that with parental expectations and it easy for nerves to become frayed. The fact that I can choose to not partake in whatever negativity is brewing and escape to cool off is a blessing.
Don’t misunderstand: I love my parents dearly. I just question how well they’ve adjusted to the fact that the old rules no longer apply. I wonder if I understand that myself.
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