Amberations

Friday, June 16, 2006
a change of season

Well I think it's about time for an update. I warn you though: life has been less than exciting lately- I fear for your amusement!

However, just because life hasn't been very exciting, doesn't mean that weird things aren't happening. Everyone knows that weird things happen during the season changeover. People act weird. People start thinking too much. The cat doesn't stop screaming. The sister calls you "mean Auntie Amber" for not attending to the screaming cat. You cut your boyfriend's hair off. You cut your own hair off. Stuff like that.

The weirdest thing that's happened during this year's change of season is that my Dad has decided to move out into an apartment above the tranmission shop. Perhaps his love for Mom has been replaced by his love for transmissions? Mom seems to be accepting, relieved, almost (dare I say) jovial?! It's the weirdest thing ever. I think about it a lot.

Is it worse to have a parent die or is worse to have your parents' no longer dig each other? Death is a horrible thing, of course, but so is disappointment and the very thought that they no longer dig each other is unsettling.

So aside from "why did this happen after 32 years?", the burning question in my mind is "are humans really meant to be with one partner for their whole existence?"

I asked my wise (and talkative) roommate Rachel the burning question as we waited in the Walmart parking lot the other night for my sis to pick us up (did I mention that my car also died?). Well, Rach put things in perspective. "In the age where change is a given and people have 3 or 4 careers in one lifetime," Rach mused, "wouldn't you need more than one partner to correspond?"

I felt like rebutting with an arrogant "No! My parents are still together and therefore living proof that all a person needs is one soul mate to see him/her through". So clearly, now, my rebuttal needs some modification.

Embracing the change in season...
Amber

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