Musings on family
So, I went away for a week to visit some friends. My parents had gone to Seattle for a business/short vacation thing. I didn't notice while I was away (I didn't talk to them much at all on the phone), but when they got home today, I realized I'd actually quite missed them. It's surprising, because when I live with them on a regular basis, they will occasionally get on my nerves. I suppose the vacation I needed stemmed from the massive amounts of obligations we'd been having to fulfill for extended family members.
I'm glad to realize that I missed them, though. Over the last few years, especially with living at home, it's been hard. It's been the 'can't live my own life, damnit!' sort of hard sometimes, sometimes it's been that I don't get to see other people as much as I should, etc. But I've actually grown closer to my parents, especially my mom. I don't feel as alone as I used to before, now that she's not working any more, and I'm glad I can spend time with her and we can actually enjoy things together, even if it's just chores.
I'm going to miss my family a lot when I move out next, I know that for sure. It's going to be hard. Possibly harder than when I went off for college, because I've gotten closer to them on a deeper level. It won't be a bad sort of longing, though, the kind that makes you go 'I can't WAIT to get away!'. It'll be the 'I love them and miss talking to and hugging them every day' sort of longing. Seriously, my mom and dad's hugs are the best things in the world. It's just... completely enveloping and just makes everything feel so much better. I'm glad I have that, even if it's while they're nagging me about getting my act together and getting myself out in the world.
My trip was great. It was much-needed and relaxing and exciting and altogether wonderful. I'm looking forward to the next one I can take. But I'm also glad to be home, and to see my parents when they got home from their trip.
I'm glad to realize that I missed them, though. Over the last few years, especially with living at home, it's been hard. It's been the 'can't live my own life, damnit!' sort of hard sometimes, sometimes it's been that I don't get to see other people as much as I should, etc. But I've actually grown closer to my parents, especially my mom. I don't feel as alone as I used to before, now that she's not working any more, and I'm glad I can spend time with her and we can actually enjoy things together, even if it's just chores.
I'm going to miss my family a lot when I move out next, I know that for sure. It's going to be hard. Possibly harder than when I went off for college, because I've gotten closer to them on a deeper level. It won't be a bad sort of longing, though, the kind that makes you go 'I can't WAIT to get away!'. It'll be the 'I love them and miss talking to and hugging them every day' sort of longing. Seriously, my mom and dad's hugs are the best things in the world. It's just... completely enveloping and just makes everything feel so much better. I'm glad I have that, even if it's while they're nagging me about getting my act together and getting myself out in the world.
My trip was great. It was much-needed and relaxing and exciting and altogether wonderful. I'm looking forward to the next one I can take. But I'm also glad to be home, and to see my parents when they got home from their trip.