I Dot Da Vlu

I'm home sick today.

This is, of course, a rotten way to spend a vacation. But if you've got to be sick, being around family isn't a bad place to be. The entire time I've been home, my mother has been in cooking mode: like so many mothers out there, food is equated to love. And so she cooks, even when she knows all of us guests aren't planning on being around. My father, shrunken by 70 years, is still puttering around the place.

What I love about them - and what the crazy uncle and I are struggling to find - is some degree of peace over differences of opinion. My parents have long accepted that I think about the world differently than them - not so much that they don't try to put me in the molds they always envisioned for me, but enough that they don't throw tantrums when I refuse to fit them. And most days they don't mind talking out those differences even if neither of us likely to change our minds. That's pretty impressive, really, and I often take that for granted.

Anyway, I've been thinking about doing some of the memes I've seen floating around or revisiting some end-of-year meme that I did previously. We'll see whether I actually get the energy up for that or not. For now, I'm going to go eat some more toast and drink some more tea. If I don't say so before, Happy New Year.