30.4.07

P-Units

Over the years I've realized that I am very fortunate, very blessed in the parental unit department. First of all, I have both parental unit #1 and parental unit #2 in my life, in the same household. Most kids don't havge that. Secondly, I know my parents love me unconditionally. No matter what, I know they love me whether or not I'm the perfect angel or slipping up. But that's not what this is about.

I have a great relationship with my parents. We connect in a way that most kids and parents don't. We see eye to eye on most issues and even when we don't, I know they always have my best interests at heart.

My mom and I are very close. We are like sisters, especially since I've always wanted a sister. Some people think this is a bad thing; the line between parent and child is blurred or I'm just a "mama's baby," always hanging under my mother. But that's not the case either way. She sees the young lady I am becoming and respects the decisions I make, never treating me like a baby or trying to hinder me from growing. On the other hand, I know she is my mother and will always respect that role first. The fun that we have together, the inside jokes, the craziness, I know that it's all just extra. If we weren't this way she would still be my mother and that needs to be respected.

Nonetheless, we koo. lol. I have no problem being seen in public with my mom, whereas a lot of kids don't want to be seen anywhere near the same vicinity as their parents, devising schemes so they won't have to be. We get along great and she knows everything about me. Everything. Sure, we have our disagreements, but we never let them tear us apart. We always look at the bigger picture. I can't imagine growing up without this relationship with my momsy. I don't see how other people do it. If/when I have kids, I will have that kind of relationship with them.

On the other hand, me and my pops have a totally different relationship. No, he's not my brother (I got enough of those), he's my pops. We koo. For a while, I thought my dad and I didn't have a good relationship, only because it was different from me and moms. But now I see that's not the case, it's still good, just different. No, we don't joke around, act crazy, or shop together, but we still have an undeniable bond. When I talk to my dad, I get to step outside of myself and see the whole picture or see myself in a different light. He has this insight without even knowing the exact details that my mom has. I'm thankful for that.

He's a cool dude. I have two great parents in my life, so yeah, I'm very blessed!

Tuo Ecaep.

18.4.07

Welcome Back

Whew...it's been a whole month.


Yeah... so it's been a while. Sorry to disappoint all my loyal readers. This one goes out to my numbero uno. No, this post won't be some deep philosophical discussion. No, I didn't fall off the face of the earth. No, this won't be some anger induced rant. I'll keep it short and sweet. Why I've been missing? Hmmm...that's a good question.

But you know what, I don't have an answer. I've been slightly busier than usual, but it shouldn't keep me away from blogging. I enjoy blogging, even though I never thought of myself as a writer. Blogging has become a part of me. A significant part at that. I don't blog as often as I would like to, and this past couple of weeks has been horrible. Everyday I've been like, I really want to write, I really need to write. It's crazy.

So what's been keeping me? This folks... I do not know. I really have no clue. I can't analyze my way through this one. But ah well, I'll probably figure it out in a few days/weeks. Bye for now. I'll be back soon. No more extended, unannounced bloggernappings. Te he he. Out peace!