So I'm here at Sarah's house. She's singing along to Rent - I don't know it well enough to sing along to anything other than Seasons Of Love. Which is sad. I'm not sure how I can call myself a musical theatre junkie since I can't do that..... oh sigh. Oh well. Apparently I'm going to see it soon, so I have that to look forward to.
These past two weeks have flown by so fast. The week with Arin was fun, but at the same time a little bittersweet. We're both growing up. And I can see that most when I'm with her, probably because I've been visiting her house since I was really little. I can see the change between 11 year old Sarah and Arin, and 18 year old Sarah and Arin, and it saddens me. We've grown apart in a lot of ways. I'm wondering if we never were that similar, we just thought we were during those insecure middle and high-school years. Now I can see huge differences. She wants to be rebel against most forms of authority. I like authority. In fact, sometimes I crave authority. There was one point during my visit where Mrs. Warren was trying to get us to eat supper... nothing too drastic that I could tell, but Arin got so upset and told her mom that she'd eat when she wanted. It's just dinner for goodness sake!
I'm grateful for the relationship that I have with my parents. I appreciate their authority. They don't give me too much of it (in my opinion, although that opinion might be changed when I get home) and I respect them enough to take what I think isn't necessary. I think it's a pretty good system. I avoid argument, and manage to stay on their good side most of the time. I think they get mad at me more than I get mad at them. Well. Mad isn't even the right word. I think they get frustrated with me. I get frustrated every once in a while, but I would never argue back the Arin does with her parents. What's the point? Frankly, I don't care that I'm now 18, and a legal adult. They're still my parents, and I'm still living in their house. I see no point in arguing about something when I know what the answer will be.
There's much more to this post - the fact that Arin is so against authority that she's now mad at me for being a 'mom' - but it's exhausting. It's been stressing me out for the past week, and I just can't take it anymore. I appreciate authority. She does not. End of story.
Maybe next time I'll actually post about my visit. :P
2 comments:
hahahaha. maybe next time you will....
I love you and I like having you at my house!
Rent tomorrow again yay :)
Keep in mind that Arin's relationship with her parents is probably a lot like mine with Nana and Papa. When you spend your entire childhood feeling like you are being totally controlled and have no choice or right to an opinion in just about everything, the first thing you tend to do is REBEL! I know that I fought over really stupid things with Mom and Dad, but it was very important to me at the time that I prove to them and to myself that *I* was in charge of *me*.
I'm glad you haven't felt that way with us - hopefully that won't change - and hopefully I learned things from my upbringing that made you feel you have some say over your life. Your personality is more laid back and easy going, too, which helps.
Remind Arin that she is welcome down here anytime if she needs a break from life up in PA.
Love, ~Mom
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