Survived the reunion...

Jun 17, 2008 16:26

Obviously, though I've semi-sat on my duff since I got back. It was the usual routine, showed up, half the family didn't recognize me. Then got quizzed about when I was going to get married and have kids. A few unsubtle replies of "when hell freezes over" and a lit cigarette eventually stopped the questions.

Naturally, I'm the only single person over 21 there. Most of the couples near my age though, I question what they have. Sure, husband and wife, and there's kids, but it's sad that some of them "settled" which seems to defeat the whole point.

Then a trip over to my dad's, learned various details, marriages, made a little peace with my grandfather who is still struggling along. Semi-ironically, due to some bitterness that still clings to me, my dad had a rather lengthy conversation about forgiveness with me. Based upon his conversation, and a quick dredge for information, I made an attempt (albeit a lame-duck one) out of respect for him and how the relationship between the two of us has changed over 11 years.

No response, but didn't expect any, fortunately I did stumble across a picture of my little fluffy kitty, who I miss.



Asleep on top of a warm monitor, one of his favorite places. I miss the little troublemaker. At least I've still got a big tough kitty named Frodo to keep me company. Though he's nothing like my little boy.
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