I recently visited my folks in their part-time retirement location in southern Arizona, and I was reminded that my parents are truly awesome people. Some of their attitudes, orientations, and actions make them really cool people in general. They ride bikes. They have a cool dog. My dad is learning to carve wood. My mom is addicted to playing on the computer. We drank margaritas in Mexico together (see evidence, above). Ok. I realize that many people might have parents with the same qualities, and other progeny might hang out with their parents and do the same things. What makes my relationship so special with my folks is that we really enjoy each other and look forward to just hanging out -- whether on the side of their temporary RV home or on the front porch. I love talking with both of my parents, and I learn something new nearly every time we talk (especially about politics with my dad!). Our relationship continues to mature and grow, and I can count on them as wise sages, as people who know me with great depth and continuity, and as good friends.
When I have an inexplicably cruddy day or emotional reaction to something, I don't have to qualify a statement or perkify a feeling. I am listened to genuinely and responded to with care. With humor, awe, and love, I think my parents are the absolute coolest!
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