This just in, since the rest of my family has a vivacious social life and my parents have discovered it will just be the three of us this evening so they’ve schemed to take me to dinner. One on one time with my parents…if I think about it too much kinda makes me nervous and I am and am not so sure why.
One lunch last week between my sister and my mom and I was completely awkward and tense till my dad showed up, he was the energy we needed and it was amazing how he just lit each of us up, smiling and laughing. It was the same at a family dinner with my grandparents. My grandparents love him and love us so much. With my dad and uncles my grandpa ruled with an iron fist and my dad is the complete opposite, rosy cheeks, easy smile and jolly disposition always hugging me. The thought of my dad sometimes is enough to make me cry. He’s so kind.
I’m much more like my mom, but I like to think sometimes I’m as charismatic as him if I’m comfortable enough. I used to be extroverted able to work a crowd over, have the room laughing, be the sun, the source of comfort and warmth, not the center of attention. There is a difference.