One of the down sides of being away from home and living away from family for so long is my mother still feels I am young and clueless and the countless times I am told what to do and how to handle things and going over childhood photos.
So the other day mom and I are talking and she tells me she has some photos from when I was young and I should take a look at them and see if I remember any of it. It sounded good and I haven't seen some of these photos for a while so I was looking forward to it. A few minutes later my mother comes back and hands me an album of all these photos of me and she is like, look at them Im sure you will remember them.. First few pages of the album are all pics of me from when I was a couple of months old. Ok... so I keep turning and seems that all the pics are of me before I turned one. I look at her in amazement and ask her is she really thinks I am going to remember any of it. I think she was more amazed at me when I asked and she must have thought my memory is going until she realized it was the wrong album.
Anyway that was just one of them and we have decided to give up on looking at photos. Less stress for all of us. So whats the next step of growing up? My mother telling me when I go out, I should not talk to strangers and only use reliable cabs if the driver isn't around. So now each time I go out on my own (well not really on my won, there is always someone with me) its endless phone calls to see where I am and if Ive reached there and to the point where even the driver is reminded to call and let her know of my whereabouts. I cant really blame her since I didn't grow up much at home being in boarding school and all. I think its quite fun going through the growing up process now that I'm in my 30's :). Its almost like one of those Adam Sandler movies where he goes back to school in his 30's and starts first grade all over again.
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