When family meets family - and more numbers
Exhibit A:
To my memory, D (aka "the boy") and I originally met in some non-winter, non-summer month in either 1994 or 1995. We were introduced, I believe, by his sister (who adored him at the time and I think it's safe to say still does.)
Exhibit B:
David and I started "dating" in late 2001/early 2002 and have thus been together as partners for 11 years (coming up.) In that time, all four of our very quirky, very smart, very individual, very loving parents have not been together. They live 15 minutes apart and yet they never get together -with us or without us. It isn't even a question, just how it is.
I've figured: there's a chance the parents will attend one another's funerals, but that's about it -and I've been okay with this. No harm, no foul. It's like knowing I'll probably never meet an orangutan, wild or captive, and definitely won't climb Mt. Kilimanjaro. Nature, you know? Random opportunity. Nothing to do with me.
Exhibit C:
2014. This weekend it happened: all four parents were in the same place at the same time! I about fell through the ground in shock. I can't imagine what my facial expression must have been as I waited to see what might transpire between the four of them. Would our father's recognize one another from all the stories they've heard? Would it be like: hey, you kind of remind me of . . . me?!
Transgression:
I have two friends: Emily (met dancing at an art opening) and Christie (wife of my co-counseling partner's sister). These ladies look and act MUCH alike. It became a bizarre goal of mine to see if they'd blip! become one person if they somehow met. At the same time I figured they'd never meet. I mean, what were the chances these two people from two very different parts of my life would come in contact, with me there? Enter the Cambridge City Dance Party. Two similar ladies who like to dance would naturally both attend. THEY MEET!!!! ...and nothing happens. Nada. They don't become one. I'm .05% disappointed. c'mon, magic. where are you?
Exhibit D:
I suspect I'm not the only one curious to see what will happen when all four parents meet because, instead of just dropping me off at D's house to enjoy a belated Christmas with his family, my mother gets out of the car when she sees D's mom in the rental van. She and D's mom have met before, so they chat. My mom keeps looking around for D's dad who, with D, is transferring a new washing machine from van to house. I'm like: noooo way. No, way. They're not going to meet!?
My father, for some reason, gets out of my mother's car and starts to fiddle with the engine, checking fluid levels or whatever. So D's dad is moving appliances and my dad is looking at dip sticks and my Mom is looking from one to the other, and D's mom is talking and then
Exhibit E:
BOOM. All four parents are looking at one another. The dads shake hands. D's father says nothing, just smiles charmingly. My dad does this friendly laugh that he uses as communication when he has nothing in particular to say. Both dads, interestingly, are missing teeth in similar section of their smiles. My mother shares some memory she has of meeting D's dad for the first time where he reassured her that I'd be okay at a party (I have ZERO memory of this, hadn't even realized they'd met.) D's mom hugs my parents both and then they are back in the car, waving and driving away.
Exhibit F:
I'm: I can't believe that just happened! D's like, casually: hi. As though nothing momentous occurred.
Reading Comprehension Extra Credit Question:
Can you tell that I'm fascinated by people?
To my memory, D (aka "the boy") and I originally met in some non-winter, non-summer month in either 1994 or 1995. We were introduced, I believe, by his sister (who adored him at the time and I think it's safe to say still does.)
Exhibit B:
David and I started "dating" in late 2001/early 2002 and have thus been together as partners for 11 years (coming up.) In that time, all four of our very quirky, very smart, very individual, very loving parents have not been together. They live 15 minutes apart and yet they never get together -with us or without us. It isn't even a question, just how it is.
I've figured: there's a chance the parents will attend one another's funerals, but that's about it -and I've been okay with this. No harm, no foul. It's like knowing I'll probably never meet an orangutan, wild or captive, and definitely won't climb Mt. Kilimanjaro. Nature, you know? Random opportunity. Nothing to do with me.
Exhibit C:
2014. This weekend it happened: all four parents were in the same place at the same time! I about fell through the ground in shock. I can't imagine what my facial expression must have been as I waited to see what might transpire between the four of them. Would our father's recognize one another from all the stories they've heard? Would it be like: hey, you kind of remind me of . . . me?!
Transgression:
I have two friends: Emily (met dancing at an art opening) and Christie (wife of my co-counseling partner's sister). These ladies look and act MUCH alike. It became a bizarre goal of mine to see if they'd blip! become one person if they somehow met. At the same time I figured they'd never meet. I mean, what were the chances these two people from two very different parts of my life would come in contact, with me there? Enter the Cambridge City Dance Party. Two similar ladies who like to dance would naturally both attend. THEY MEET!!!! ...and nothing happens. Nada. They don't become one. I'm .05% disappointed. c'mon, magic. where are you?
Exhibit D:
I suspect I'm not the only one curious to see what will happen when all four parents meet because, instead of just dropping me off at D's house to enjoy a belated Christmas with his family, my mother gets out of the car when she sees D's mom in the rental van. She and D's mom have met before, so they chat. My mom keeps looking around for D's dad who, with D, is transferring a new washing machine from van to house. I'm like: noooo way. No, way. They're not going to meet!?
My father, for some reason, gets out of my mother's car and starts to fiddle with the engine, checking fluid levels or whatever. So D's dad is moving appliances and my dad is looking at dip sticks and my Mom is looking from one to the other, and D's mom is talking and then
Exhibit E:
BOOM. All four parents are looking at one another. The dads shake hands. D's father says nothing, just smiles charmingly. My dad does this friendly laugh that he uses as communication when he has nothing in particular to say. Both dads, interestingly, are missing teeth in similar section of their smiles. My mother shares some memory she has of meeting D's dad for the first time where he reassured her that I'd be okay at a party (I have ZERO memory of this, hadn't even realized they'd met.) D's mom hugs my parents both and then they are back in the car, waving and driving away.
Exhibit F:
I'm: I can't believe that just happened! D's like, casually: hi. As though nothing momentous occurred.
Reading Comprehension Extra Credit Question:
Can you tell that I'm fascinated by people?