The prompt for this post is to write about something I use daily and how my life would be different without it. I could pick something like my shower or computer, but saying I'd be unhygienic or technologically inept seems a little insignificant in the scope of my whole life. What I really want to do is use this as an excuse to brag about my mom and dad, and how they've made me the person I am today. I realize that at some horrible, hopefully very far away, moment in my adult life I will be forced to live without them, and that thought terrifies me. I can barely go a few days without talking to them before I have an emotional meltdown. It's almost a shame they raised me to love them so much, because being away at college would be so much easier if they weren't as generous, caring and fun to be around. Darn it.
My mom and I Skype almost every day now that I've "left the nest". If you've ever seen Gilmore Girls, we're that kind of mother-daughter duo. She's a bit wild, I'm a bit of a "fuddy-duddy," and we couldn't love each other more if we tried. Without her I wouldn't look the way I do--I'm pretty much her "mini me". I wouldn't learn to have a sense of humor (which she insists on pronouncing without the H). I wouldn't be so willing to see the good in life and how beautiful things can be if you just let go. She could never teach me to not talk to strangers without being hypocritical because they constantly approach her to strike up a conversation. She just has that kind of radiant power. And chances are she's going to read this tomorrow morning because she's bookmarked this blog, so. Hi mom, I love you!
Me & Mom -- Can you tell we're related?
Even if I look like my mom, I certainly act more like my dad. We both tend to be reserved until you get to know us. We both have a killer sweet tooth that we constantly indulge with home made baked goods. We love being outdoors, going on hikes, and taking photos along the way. He's always on the other end of the phone to offer sound advice when I'm trying not to freak out about something silly. Despite texting not being an option due to iPhone difficulties, we email back and forth throughout the week just to make sure the other person is still sane and breathing. I wouldn't be here at UCSB trying to be an art student if he wasn't around to help with expenses or teach me his profession. Luckily he can overlook his aversion to 5 hour drives in order to participate in the monthly carpool to and from home.
We weren't really supposed to pet them, but...
My parents may not be inanimate objects, yet I still use them in a sense. I use their advice, their experiences and (unfortunately for their bank accounts) even their resources to get through life. I can only hope to one day raise a child that feels the same way about me as I do about them.
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