There is plenty of peace in any home where the family doesn’t make the mistake of trying to get together.
—Kin Hubbard (1868 – 1930)
Made contact with my parents this morning, because I haven’t heard from them since my father wanted me to buy something for him that was only available in Australia, some time last October or November. When I sit down to initiate an exchange with my parents, I optimistically imagine having a cheerful conversation about the garden, or hope to hear that they’ve been getting out, meeting friends, doing something positive and happy. I imagine my mother laughing, or my parents joking and teasing each other.
Hah! I’m still a damn fool, after all these years. Skype was a BIG mistake! Every time I do this, I sign off abruptly, disgusted and fuming…and I tell myself “That’s IT, I will never try to make contact again.” Hope I’ve learned that damn lesson, once and for all.