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Stephann -> RE: My Kid the Adult (3/14/2008 8:07:42 AM)
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Here's an odd twist for ya. My mother and I have always had a very close friendship. My father had custody, so my sister and I would only visit her every other weekend, but that weekend would be spent with more time talking, laughing, and enjoying each other's company than I ever did with my father. She's an extremely intelligent, sensible, dynamic woman. When I was eleven, the sex and AIDS talk happened with her. At 23, I'd been divorced and dated quite a bit. At 25, I dated a girl who became a stripper. My mom not only knew about it, but encouraged her. Another point to add might be that my mother was an alchoholic, and often conversations with her would branch into directions that I doubt they would have, if she had always been sober. At one point (I was 25), she was having troubles with her marriage, and asked me what advice I could give her on having a threesome with her husband (a nice enough guy she married when I was 19.) While actual specific acts weren't discussed (or important) it was the idea of "how do I do something to please the guy I love?" Not from a jealous issue, but rather a practical one. She mentioned she'd tried a few ads on the internet, but had no luck. I suggested a prostitute, something clicked for her, and she said "duh, of course!" And that was that. Another time, she was too embarressed to go to a sex shop to buy some toys to surprise him with. She gave me a shopping list and $300, and asked me (quite redfaced) if I could pick some things up for her. The topic, obviously, would probably make most parent/children relationships very complicated. I was never bothered by the issue and I know that if I had been, she never would have brought it up. I didn't do these things for my mom, as my mother, but rather the woman who is also my friend. Seeing a person as just that, a person, instead of what we're supposed to represent them as in our minds, can be very empowering. Stephan
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