You'll see when you have your own children, she said.
I'm seeing, mum. Sorry, so sorry about banging doors and shouting and ….well, all that.
But I apologised to my mum long time ago for things like that, I think I was 23 when we, laughing our heads of, with my dad, when I lived in Rio, all three of us after coming back from the beach, remembering stuff from my teens. As a matter of fact she apologised first that day, then I said sorry too.
We could laugh, and look back with laughter is a good thing when you have to apologise.
She also was right about the crying thing.
I cry, with everything.
I cry with House tonight, the episode where Joel Grey is terminally ill and Cameron (we assume) eutanases him.
I cry often these days.
I'm having trouble establishing a normal sleeping pattern, that is because of my meds, but that gives me an awful lot of time to think. I keep thinking, and I keep coming to the same conclusion: my mum was so right.
I'm worried about Sarita and her changing.
I suppose it is something she will have to go through, is about the rebelion, even if there was nothing to antagonise I think she would find it. I'm too tired right now to expand on this, but I'll come back to it.
I started reading my neighbors but the PC is dead slow, so I ll come back tomorrow.
Now I'm gonna go read in bed.
Yes, you guessed right.
I'm reading Wicked.
Oh well, now as an officially old person (according to my daughter!) I can have obsessions.
(I was also gonna do a spell check, but the computer is too slow for that too….g'niite)