Sunday Confessional

These are my confessions.

Confession #1:

I love my parents and sister*, but I can only endure so much family time before I need to check out. Thankfully, I don’t live with them, so I have the luxury of leaving and going back home when I’ve had my fill. Today was one of those days.

Confession #2 (related to #1):

*I actually have two sisters, but I rarely talk to one of them. We don’t get along very well or have much in common other than DNA. She lives in a different state, so it’s been a long time since I’ve seen her.

Confession #3:

It’s such a relief to quit reading a book I’m not enjoying. For the most part, I’m not one of those readers who feels compelled to finish reading something just because I’ve started it. If I’m not enjoying it, I abandon it and move on. I quit three books in the past week or so–separate post about those coming soon.

Shacking Up

Modern Families

Today’s prompt is from The Daily Post.

If one of your late ancestors were to come back from the dead and join you for dinner, what things about your family would this person find the most shocking?

If my grandparents were still alive and knew that my partner and I were living together without being married, they’d probably be shocked. They were very traditional. While I’m pretty sure they wouldn’t shun us or anything, I think it would bother them that we’re not married.

Michael and I have talked about this a bit over the years. We’ve been together for nine years now. Having both been married and divorced before, at first the idea of marriage just didn’t appeal to either of us. We’ve been really happy with things the way they are, so we see no need to change that. Since we don’t have kids together, I think it’s easier and more socially acceptable that we’re not married. If we had kids together, I wouldn’t want them to have a stigma attached to them about us being unmarried. But we have no plans to have kids, so that makes things kind of easy, all things considered.

I think that my grandparents might be disappointed that we didn’t follow tradition, but more importantly, I think they would’ve liked the person I chose to spend my life with. That thought makes me happy.