Challenge 4: Parental Units


Challenge 4: Describe your relationship with your parents.

I’m not sure whether I should consider this challenge to be easy or hard. It ought to be easy: I get along with both of my parents. I have a Mom and a Dad and just one of each. No Step-parents. Three siblings. Happy childhood.

The trick, I suppose, will be writing about my gosh-darn-hunky-dory relationship with them for three hundred words without sending you, my readers, into an insulin coma.

I know that in past posts I’ve lamented about fears of not living up to my parents expectations and that I have, on occasion, expressed frustration at having different viewpoints on things like religion, politics, money, relationships and whether filmmaking is a “real job” or not but the frustration is usually pretty superficial. I lean liberal. They lean conservative. We’re both pretty solidly in the middle of the road. They spend a lot of time at church- both because they are part of the congregation and because the church itself might just crumble to dust if they suddenly decided to stop doing all the “little” repairs they work on every weekend. I go to church on Christmas and Easter- sometimes- and weddings and funerals as necessary. We’re both reasonably spiritual without being dogmatic.

I would be hard pressed to tell you whether I am more like my Mom or like my Dad. On the surface I am a lot like my Dad: we’re both classic Introverts who like to spend a lot of time alone puttering with things, reading books and going for runs. We have similar tastes in literature and a similar sense of humor so it would be tempting to say that I’m my Father’s Daughter.

Tempting, but not accurate.

On the surface my Mom and I are quite different, but the differences are superficial. We don’t share many interests or activities but we pursue those activities with the same kind of determination. We often don’t share the same opinion, but we are both committed to our respective points of view- and, after several harrowing years of adolescence, know to respectfully agree to disagree with one another. We are both focused and organized and driven to accomplish things. If I complain about my Mom it is because I see our similarities and they drive me crazy.

So if I haven’t just jinxed myself by writing about it I would say that I have a good relationship with my parents.

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~ by Gwydhar Gebien on August 1, 2013.

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