25 - family, part 2

My parents are pretty cool. I don't think I was always their easiest child to raise and as an adult, I know how much it bugs them when I'm unhappy. I spent most of my 20s living far, far away from my parents. I grew up and grew into an adult on my own and then moved back to New England 3+ years ago. We now live about 3.5 miles away from each other, which isn't at all strange (really!). It's been cool getting to know my parents as an adult, though the road has not always been smooth. My parents have given me so much, and I'm not just talking about a very strange sense of humor (thanks guys!) or my excessive tallness. I think I lucked out in the parent lottery and I am proud that my parents are my parents. None of us are going to live forever, so I'm grateful for whatever chance I have to spend with my parental units.