I am still hyped up about what my sleuthing for our genogram turned up. I knew my dad's grandfather was fairly distant in his relationships with his children when they were little, although they did get better when they got older, and I was able to find out why. Evidently when he was 10 years old, his mother gave birth to twin girls. Given a choice, she preferred to be out in the fields with her farmer husband and she gave the job of looking after the twins to my grandfather when he was not in school. The twins were "spoiled rotten" according to him (relayed to me by my aunt). Instead of going to their parents, they ran to him to dump their troubles in his lap, asking him to settle their differences, etc. This continued throughout his life (talk about mixed up family roles). When he was going to marry my grandmother, who was several years younger than him, he told her that he had done his time taking care of little ones. It was to be her job, not his. In his opinion children should be seen and not heard.
I was not there for 2/17, but from my personal experience (being a 50 year old), I am not surprised to find that the mid life crisis is bunk. I have found that roughly every 5 years I go through what I call a reflection period. I look back, I look at the now, and then I look forward. Life is a process. Inside I still feel like that girl that went off to business school when I was still 17, but the mirror tells me differently. My life certainly has had some interesting twists and turns, but I think the old saying holds true- "the best is yet to be." I think that my being older when I get through grad school will acctually be of benefit to me. Experience is a great teacher. Good luck on the test everyone.
Thursday, February 19, 2009
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