My siblings and I sometimes shake our heads and exchange
words about how our parents seemed so different from the rest of both of their
families. My parents did not drink
alcohol in any form or fashion. My
Mom would not even be in any close proximity or allow us kids to be where
alcohol was being sold or consumed especially if she observed any manner of
jolly boisterous merriment. I
always felt like she seemed to be afraid for us like seeing our relatives slightly
tipsey might somehow give us nightmares.
I always felt cheated we had to miss all the fun. Mom is still living but I have never
asked her about why she held such a strong conviction. Both my parents came from family’s that
to me seemed like pleasant social drinkers. I truly do not remember ever knowing or hearing about any
one of them having a problem with alcohol so no ideas as to why we were brought
up to believe alcohol was ‘the devil’.
I do not think us kids carried on their ‘alcohol is the devil’ belief
but it sure made for some interesting fun at family get togethers. Dad ever the diplomat had to balance
his absolutely no alcohol policy and still have some quality time with his
family and remain married to my Mother.
I kinda wonder if Dad would have joined in at least a little, you know
in moderation of course, if Mom would have allowed it. Family dynamics! Here’s to my children, no telling what
they say about their Dad and I.
kisses
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