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[camwyn]

Going back to my parents' place tonight to visit the baby. Going to stay there tonight 'cos Mom needs a ride to physical therapy in the morning and Dad is taking her car for repairs and my sister is bringing the baby home from the hospital tomorrow anyway.

Did not particularly want to get pulled back into the household stuff, but I recognise the need to be helpful.

*walks away resisting the urge to mutter about it only taking a moment to be polite*

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[kelathefinn.livejournal.com]

Camwyn, darling, you will remember this when your Mother is old and fragile, and you are living so far away from her that a visit is not possible without weeks of pre-planning, and if your whole family gets scattered to the four winds and you almost never see them because you are so busy with your own children and work and .......
Be very very happy that you have this time with them. Cherish it. Some of us would give a great deal to live as close as you do to those we love.

[camwyn]

I know. Believe me, I know.

I have lived most of my life doing whatever is necessary to keep close contact with my family, except for a time at university when I tried to get away with phoning them once a week. (It didn't work.) I am thirty years old and, save for four years at university some five hundred miles away, I have lived with my parents my entire life. I have done reflexology massages for my mother whenever she's had migraines, and done anything my father asked that would normally call for the family son (i.e., moving furniture, learning the basics of house wiring, pulling weeds as tall as my armpits). Since I was... I don't know, before college... I have willingly and gladly done the dishes and cleaned the kitchen very nearly every single night that we had dinner at home. And I appreciate all the sacrifices and expenses and troubles my parents have gone through for me. (Particularly the very recent ones, since my father was the only reason I was able to move last week without hiring a moving company.) I'm reasonably sure that in a prior life I must have been a Confucian of some stripe, because I wasn't raised Italian enough for the Sense Of Duty To Family to be this strong...

But this was going to be my first weekend away from my parents not on a Red Cross job or a temporary vacation in a dog's age, and much as I wanted to visit my nephew, I really hadn't been banking on sleeping on my mother's couch and getting up early on Saturday.

Ah, well. I will live. Am only kvetching, anyway.

[camwyn]

Er. That last didn't sound right. The little dinky stuff like massages and kitchen foo is just examples, the first stuff that springs to mind. That's all.

[derien.livejournal.com]

*walks away resisting the urge to mutter about it only taking a moment to be polite*

*chortles evilly* ;)

[camwyn]

*baps you over the head* *reluctantly gets out the icon taken at a certain store in Niagara Falls last January*

Hush, you.

[derien.livejournal.com]

*giggles(quietly)*

[camwyn]

I would blame you for this stuff, but ever since the person playing Ray Kowalski at theatrical_muse pinged my Sergeant Preston journal with "God, another Mountie? you're just like Fraser," I've kind of given up on fighting any more.