MrINNOCENT
Earning My Ears
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- Mar 28, 2008
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I am always entertaining myself over Labor Day Weekend. That is when my mom passed away in 2002 from a reoccurance of breast cancer (after 9 years) that metastasized. Hence this vacation. I usually do these vacations with my father, but he met someone in November 2006. I was initally happy for him, then I met her. She is the total opposite of my mother - which I can understand, but she is mean and very rude to me. I feel like she finds me as a threat. Sadly, he married her in October 2007 to my dismay and we hardly talk now. I try but being 3000 miles away makes it harder.Glad to hear everyone else has had better luck with their parents new partners.
I actually just got a bunch of videos convereted to DVDs and watched them last weekend. It had my parents last cross country trip to CA - Easter 2002 and our last Christmas together in 2001 when I bought them annual passes to WDW. I am getting teary eyed just typing this, but wonderful memories I am very thankful to have. I have been seeing someone now for a year to deal with my mom's passing (2002), my boyfriend of 10 years leaving me (2003) and my dad's new wife (2007). Very much looking forward to this vacation!
All the stories about what kids are doing these days scares me - and I don't have any. I can tell you that I was very naive growing up. I got my sex education through HS Band. My parents never talked to me about anything. They just instilled the fear of GOD into me about everything. I only rebelled my sophmore year in HS when I picked up smoking for about a year. As for sex - the line they used on me was only the "good girls" get caught. I will never forget approaching my mom right before my Sophmore year in college about going on Birth Control as I just started my first (and last) serious relationship. I was so nervous - she just said don't tell your father. LOL As for the drinking, I was always allowed to drink so I never really needed to rebell. Dad use to give me sips of his highballs (usually 7&7) back when I was 6 (I liked those) then he switched to beer (gag me) and a glass wine at the holidays (ack I look back now and think what were they thinking drinking that jug wine), then there was the teething and braces phase where I use to get a variety of hard alcohol rubbed on my gums. Ah the memories. Best to all of you raising kids I don't know if I could do it!
Thanks for letting me ramble.
I have to start packing everything up to get out of our room now - I had a late check out good til 2 - but I wanted to offer some thoughts. When my mom passed away my Dad remarried... and I used to think it was too soon - and I was resentful and just in a huff over the whole thing. It took me YEARS before I would soften up to matters - and I think - simiply put that time may heal things... time and patience. Also, there was a time when Alicia and I broke up after several years together. It was really complicated and felt pretty bad - like you're being ground into hamburger insde - but it settled into a calmness and then we got back together again. Now - not to say you're gonna get back together with your Ex... but things do reach a calm state... I know. SO be patient and give it a chance. You may very well achieve that "state" before the cruise. If not we'll get ya silly drunk on rum when embarked and you'll not remember a THING after that!
Seriously, on the birth control thing... I remember when Alicia and I were going out - and one morning I picked up the phone as it awoke me from my slumber... the voice on the other side asked: "hello, may I speak to Alicia?"... and I grumbled and rolled over to say - "here... it's for you". And Alicia immediately got into a hushed conversation... it was her sister asking who answered the phone! Well... we were "busted" and dmonished NOT to let her mom and dad know. And the rest is history. For years I think her mom and dad were sure I was the worst guy to walk the planet - and still they had not met me yet! It seems Alciia came to Califronia to get as far away from Mom and Dad as possible at on point in her life... and, lucky for me, crossed paths with me a couple times.
SO - the "don't tell your Dad" thing leaves me with mixed memories... fond memories of that early morning phone call from Alicia's sister and fear and loathing of the predatory scrutiny I'll give to the future boys who might call at our doorstep one day. Now where is my shotgun again... I think it needs more polishing about now.... <wink>
OK... time for me to go - as we gotta get outta da room pronto now.

