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tikieraSo now I am back here in PA for a vacation/see the relatives visit.
I was surprised at the amount of people that wanted to see me. It seems my mother let _everyone_ know that I was coming back for a visit, and I already had an schedule of who I was visiting when by the time I actually arrived. And here I thought from Sunday to Thursday would be enough time...
I have set up visits with each of my two fathers. Tracking down Vic was a lot of work, and in the end I found out the number I had been calling to no effect was indeed his phone number. But I will be getting cell, which should make things even easier. I even called my brother, and I will be seeing him and my niece and nephew.
I am finding that's the hardest thing of being back here. My mother isn't even trying to talk me into moving back (for the first visit since I left). But everyone wants me to see my second cousins (the children of my cousins). Who are all past the potty-training, screaming fit stage and are in the cute, smart wide-eyed stage.
I realized this visit that I am not going to be part of the lives of the next generation. I looked after a lot of my cousins, I was one of the 'older' ones... and as much I a bitch about it now, I did enjoy being part of their lives. I always thought I would be like my cousin Jimmy was to me to their children. The older second cousin who was more like an aunt or uncle then a cousin.
I am not even going to really be able to be aunt to my niece and nephew.
It's been a good visit. My mother and I haven't even fought once.
I'll be here for a few days more, then up to NYC.
I was surprised at the amount of people that wanted to see me. It seems my mother let _everyone_ know that I was coming back for a visit, and I already had an schedule of who I was visiting when by the time I actually arrived. And here I thought from Sunday to Thursday would be enough time...
I have set up visits with each of my two fathers. Tracking down Vic was a lot of work, and in the end I found out the number I had been calling to no effect was indeed his phone number. But I will be getting cell, which should make things even easier. I even called my brother, and I will be seeing him and my niece and nephew.
I am finding that's the hardest thing of being back here. My mother isn't even trying to talk me into moving back (for the first visit since I left). But everyone wants me to see my second cousins (the children of my cousins). Who are all past the potty-training, screaming fit stage and are in the cute, smart wide-eyed stage.
I realized this visit that I am not going to be part of the lives of the next generation. I looked after a lot of my cousins, I was one of the 'older' ones... and as much I a bitch about it now, I did enjoy being part of their lives. I always thought I would be like my cousin Jimmy was to me to their children. The older second cousin who was more like an aunt or uncle then a cousin.
I am not even going to really be able to be aunt to my niece and nephew.
It's been a good visit. My mother and I haven't even fought once.
I'll be here for a few days more, then up to NYC.
