Sep 18, 2006 17:21
Yesterday my parents called me to come over for an impromptu barbecue - an invite I happily accepted. It seems odd to say it, but I really do enjoy spending time with my parents. There was a time when this was not the case. And a time where I didn't really think that I had a very close relationship with my family. In fact, there was a time in my life when I didn't even think developing a good relationship with my parents was a high priority. My Mom and I especially have been through many dark patches.
I have to say that I'm happy with how things worked out. I didn't even realize it was happening but, as it turns out, my family has become really important to me. My Mom and I will never be "best" friends or anything, and she'll never be the first person I turn to in a crisis, but we do have a good time hanging out and even going on the occasional weekend getaway together as a family.
Everyone always says that as you get older your parents just start making sense to you finally. I really never thought I would see the day when I saw my Mom as a peer, as someone that I could understand. I'm glad that I do. And I wouldn't change it for anything.