Old age is the time for reflection or so we're lead to
believe. Certain truths smack us right in the face,
usually kicked off by thoughtless remarks of our
My first truth is that our kids don't have a clue as
to who we really are or that we had a vibrant life
before they took that first gulp of oxygen. Often
kid's remarks stop us dead in our tracks and we
think, "Why try to explain? They won't get it."
For instance, child #3 (with all her fancy education)
said to me, "You never went to college but you
don't talk like a hill-billy." I opened my mouth
but was too stunned to reply so I let it go.
Were my kids really THAT self centered and
preoccupied NOT to notice that I took college
courses every chance I could get, for ten years?
They probably never did notice because my classes
were evenings and day time while they were in school.
I never intended to get a degree....it was knowledge
I was seeking. I doubt if young people today would
understand that. When I was advised to choose a
major, it always changed. English, psychology, horticulture...
but no hill-billy talk.
The whole economy was different and wives were not
expected to work. In fact, I never wanted to work outside
the home, I just wanted to be aware of what was going
on out there. I loved my life as wife and mother although
now I realize I must have looked to my kids, like the
boring, shades of gray, home-maker. We were all June
Cleaver's back then.
Should I have tried to explain to my daughter? Would
she understand? I don't know. What do you think?