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Cat Forum / Cat Anecdotes / May 2005OT Back from Ontario
After a week+ in Ontario I am back at last. Sending purrs to all thsoe who need some while I was gone. I survived the week without a fight, mostly because my mom was working every day but one and spent that day doing taxes, so we didn't have to have extended conversations (that always devolve into fights). I can grit my teeth, take out my nose ring, ignore her comments that my jeans make me look like a tramp (even though they don't show any belly, and only show back if I am sitting down), wear the shirts she likes and I hate, etc., ignore the comments that I am fat and unhealthy (even though she weighs at least 50 pounds more than I do) for a week. Arg. I do not like the woman. I feel badly, cause you're supposed to love your mom...Can you love someone you don't like? I had a nice visit with my grandma, my grandpa, my grade school best friend and my high school best friend and my dad. But it is good to be home with my ittiesK. --Fil > I survived the week without a fight, mostly because my mom was working > every day but one and spent that day doing taxes, so we didn't have to [quoted text clipped - 6 lines] > I do not like the woman. I feel badly, cause you're supposed to love > your mom...Can you love someone you don't like? Did you personally select this woman to be your mom? Of course not. All you can do is take her with gritted teeth and a grain of salt, and make sure you don't adopt the parts of her you don't like. We can't pick our family, though there are times when we wish we could. Pam S. Did you personally select this woman to be your mom? Of course not. All you can do is take her with gritted teeth and a grain of salt, and make sure you don't adopt the parts of her you don't like. We can't pick our family, though there are times when we wish we could. Pam S. ========================================== True, remember the old joke, you can pick your friends, you can pick your nose, but you can't pick your family. There is some truth in it. A pat on the back for not fighting with your Mom. Suz&Spicey > Did you personally select this woman to be your mom? Of course not. > All you can do is take her with gritted teeth and a grain of salt, and [quoted text clipped - 9 lines] > A pat on the back for not fighting with your Mom. > Suz&Spicey The version I remember, you can pick your friends, you can pick your nose, but you can't pick your friend's nose.  SignatureAdrian (Owned by Snoopy & Bagheera) A house is not a home, without a cat. > After a week+ in Ontario I am back at last. Sending purrs to all thsoe > who need some while I was gone. [quoted text clipped - 15 lines] > > --Fil As the mother of former teens and the grandmother of current teens, I can assure you that you can indeed love someone you do not like. With a little luck you can also develop some compassion for people you don't like. I wish I had known more about my grandmother when I was younger. It would at least have helped me understand why she disliked me and by brother, but adored my sister. But she was long dead before I learned something of her family history. Jo > As the mother of former teens and the grandmother of current teens, I can > assure you that you can indeed love someone you do not like. LOL! Jo, I *just* wrote basically the exact same thing! Two great minds... ;> Hugs, CatNipped > After a week+ in Ontario I am back at last. Sending purrs to all thsoe > who need some while I was gone. [quoted text clipped - 15 lines] > > --Fil You did good, girl. Joy <snip> > I do not like the woman. I feel badly, cause you're supposed to love > your mom...Can you love someone you don't like? Sure. People do it all the time. Sometimes the dislike or hate eventually fades when one or both people in the relationship changes - develops more understanding or patience etc. - sometimes it doesn't. > I had a nice visit with my grandma, my grandpa, my grade school best > friend and my high school best friend and my dad. But it is good to be > home with my ittiesK. So there was part of your trip you enjoyed, and now you're home with the cats! That's great! SignatureCheryl > your mom...Can you love someone you don't like? Ask that of any mother of teenagers! ;> I only started to get along with my mom after I moved 350 miles away from her! ;> Hugs, CatNipped > I only started to get along with my mom after I moved 350 miles away from > her! ;> Still remember stopping by the house shortly after I got my first apartment. After a while my parents started in bickering. The usual stuff that works best with an audience. I stood up, stretched and said "It's time for me to go home. See you later" The expressions on their faces was priceless. And we got along better and better as time passed after that. Jo >> I only started to get along with my mom after I moved 350 miles away from >> her! ;> [quoted text clipped - 6 lines] >The expressions on their faces was priceless. And we got along better and >better as time passed after that. My mother and I had one of *those* relationships, and I actually had to have a breakdown and years of counselling before I learned how to deal with it. Believe me, this was HARD to learn: Once she started in picking on me (I was too fat, mostly), all I had to say was 'Hey, I don't live here. I don't have to put up with this! Good-bye', and walk out. Twice, and she learned. We got along fine after that, up until she died, 4 days before my 30th birthday. My sister and I still talk about her, the good and the bad. She was one messed-up woman. Jane Welcome back! Best wishes, SignaturePolonca & Soncek > After a week+ in Ontario I am back at last. Sending purrs to all thsoe > who need some while I was gone. <snip> Thanks everyone. I never met my grandfather, but my grandmother remains convinced one of us would have killed the other and is to this day glad he died before I was born. Personally, the fact that she's had 33 good years without him (in addition to the years before they married) is, to me, worth the fact that I never got to meet him. I am sure he is where my mom got it from. --Fil |
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