Blog #6

"Our conversations came to seem more like interviews."

I often found my conversations with my parents growing into an interview-like game of questions and answers. It didn't really begin until high school, as far as I remember. I don't know why it started happening, however. I suppose there was a disconnect. I was out later and more often, and they knew what it was like to be a teenager. The've gone through that already and both have said that they remember it very clearly. Prior to high school and me being able drive we were always with each other. Stuck with each other for better of for worse. Naturally, always being around them allowed and encouraged us to be very close. When I could drive that changed. Luckily, my parents have always been extremely generous in the few "rules" they have. They let me stay out till my legal curfew on my license, and removed my curfew entirely once I turned 18. They didn't care what I did, but they still cared immensely about me. There are not the type of parents who let their child do anything because they don't pay attention or care for them. They were still extremely supportive and helpful. I could drink without punishment and tell them anything on my mind without being ridiculed. I am so thankful for how they have let me be my own person while also remaining in my life and guiding me. So even though we went through that phase of awkward small talk, they kept giving it their best effort. At the present we are in a different stage of conversation. One of maturity. I treat them like I should've when I was younger and they treat me like an adult. We're finally at that part where we can look back at those few years of awkward conversation and laugh.