A quiet weekend

 The older I get the more I appreciate peace and quiet; I'm here now with our kitties and a cup of coffee. I was never a very social or outgoing person for the most part but the older I get the less I want to be around lots of people, commotion, and noise. I have a few close friends, Gabe, and my family which is all I need. I feel overwhelmed sometimes by everything everyone expects of me and try so hard not to let it get to me. My boss can be very very demanding and my mom while in many ways wonderful can be extremely bossy and judgmental. Of all the people close to me she was the last to meet Gabe; I was afraid she wouldn't approve of him. He's kind, smart, sweet, honest, loving, responsible, and hard working but also loves angry screamy music, horror movies, the occult, and the paranormal. Obviously this is something else he and I bonded over; the irony of being the children of rather religious parents who turned out like we did. He's Puerto Rican and him not going to church and expressing doubt about organized religion of any kind didn't go over well with his extremely Catholic mom. I could absolutely relate as my mom is Catholic too and will never understand why I am the way I am. I've had many of the same doubts myself and sometimes also found the weight of my parents' expectations to be too much. My dad was raised Mormon and I don't know if he ever got over my independent streak; as his religion dictates women should be subservient and that was never my style. He didn't tell me what to do for decades. 🀣 That's another thing I love about Gabe; he would never try to boss me around. That's the thing though; Gabe and I aren't religious people but try our best to be good people. Neither of us ever believed that religion makes you a good person; how you treat people and behave makes you a good person. We've talked for hours about things like that and it was so wonderful to meet someone who could understand. I've wanted to be a writer since I was 12 and wrote my first short story; most of my family doesn't understand that despite the fact that both my dad and grandma are published authors. It's in my blood. I started sending Gabe paragraphs I had written because I wanted to hear his opinion and he was super supportive. He's wanted to write music since he was a teenager and his family didn't exactly encourage him either. I've noticed one thing about the men I gravitate towards; all musical in some way. Shoji and Jack are both guitarists and Gabe wants to be a songwriter. I don't know if it means anything or if I just have a type. 🀣🀣 I suppose that's it for now. 

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