A decade ago, my mother and stepfather, with whom I had only barely gotten on with, kicked me out of the house.
I’ve experienced, gained, and lost a lot in that time.
Recently I’ve worked with him a bit, assisting with marketing his business, and a basic understanding of his business that we have in common (photography) has helped bridge gaps.
This evening, though, at my own suggestion, I went to their place (the room I once live in no longer exists - when I left they litrerally tore down the walls to make an office) with a peace offering and I think it went really well.
I had asked if my mom had seen Juno and if she was interested, as I only just got it by chance last week. She said yes, she’d love to see it, and said I could bring it over tonight. So oover I went, and I took a bottle of wine with me.
It was strange, as I am very unlike them, but they were surprised and pleased I’d brought the wine and we all shared (my stepdad is not a drinker and they don’t normally even allow drinks of any sort in their living room, so I really was surprised) in the bottle.
Everyone loved the film, and, if you haven’t seen it, you should, and liked the wine. It was strangely comforting and an overall pleasant night. Not my usual fare of working at home alone late or getting blasted with friends with a live band playing. I’m not really even sure what to think, but I’m glad I did it.
I’m not a kid any more, and I think this helped rebuild a relationship that’s withered.
I dunno. I guess I just wanted to share.
Cheers.