8/26/2006

Sore, tired, and ecstatic!!!(and a few other things)

Had a great day yesterday. Went for a 10 miles ride in the AM, and just chilled for awhile. Then went and had a great lunch. Then I went for a 10 mile walk in the afternoon. I think there was a lot accomplished, and a lot of things became clearer to me. I've been up since 2:30 because my legs were hurting, but all in all, it was well worth it. My goals and aspirations have become centered and become more focused. I know now what needs to be done, and am formulating a plan of action.

A couple more things while I'm thinking about them. To L., you told me once ignoring the facts doesn't change the facts. I'd like you to think about that one, too. Second thing, there was a line on Stargate SG-1 one last night, that I've been thinking about, and I think you should, too. The line was "Sometimes you make the right decision, and sometimes you make the decision right". Think about that, and I think you'll see where I'm going.

What makes parents treat their adult children like small children long after they've become adults? It's a question I've been pondering lately, and really haven't come to any conclusions. Maybe there are no clear cut answers. Is it because they fear a loss of control? That they know more than their kids, and therefore have all the answers. Or think they do, anyway. Because treating the children like the adults they are is a reminder that the parents are getting older, which makes them face their own mortality. I've become increasingly intolerant when I see this happen. I know parents who do this to their adult children, and it just drives me nuts. One person in particular is very close to me, and as long as I've known them, it's been a case of "mother knows best". Which is, of course, quite opposite from the truth. This particular person's mother really doesn't like me, which at this point, doesn't bother me. I'm inclined to believe it's because I refuse to kiss her ass. So be it. My parents have treated me with respect and dignity and allowed me to make my own mistakes, and to learn from them. My mother and I were talking on this very subject last week. Parents cannot live their kid's lifes for them. Some times parents don't even like the adults their children become. But they are adults. I just wish that some people would respect that. It's really a simple case of MYOFB, if you ask me. Just some observations.

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