Most people, after the age of 25, don't really have to deal with their parents meddling in their relationships, however they don't have my mother as their mother. She believes that every single guy I date, needs a good "talking to," and this "talk" has actually been edured by each one of my serious boyfriends. My father (at my mother's request) was usually the one to administer said-talk, and it was usually short, sweet, and to the point. It also left me mortified. I don't really understand her because after I broke up with Julian, she said she didn't want to meet another boyfriend ever again unless we were engaged and had set a date to be married. Now, she knows I am talking to Alejandro again, and last night she caught me and so I quickly and childishly signed off skype and pretended not to know what she was talking about. It bothered him and I explained that I was fearful of her saying something horrible. True to his PR form, Alejandro didn't care! He said he could handle it. I don't know if he really can, but we shall see. Sometime soon, I will have to give up this secretive behavior and allow him to work his magic.
Another magical thing happening soon, is that I will finally see Alejandro again in 13 days. Everything is booked, so there is really no turning back. I am so excited to finally see him again, and of course nervous too. All of this craziness between he and I is finally going to be put to the test and I'm trying not to put up too many expectations and I'm trying to just allow whatever happens to happen but I'm kind of freaking out (in a good way) if you can't tell.
Another note on parents. Julian's mom wrote me an email...an extremely nice email. It was so heartfelt and sincere that I cried a little (of course). She just said that she was sad we were no longer together and she hopes that there is still a future and she understands that everyone needs to take their own path in life. She also said she would always be there for me. I really care about her, she is such a sweet person...unlike his dad. I used to just adore his crazy dad because he was so incredibly wild and fun and acted younger than my friends. His usual dinner topics consisted of: drugs, alcohol, or sex. Sometimes he would throw in there how much he hated religion too, so you can see that he is pretty much the opposite of my very conservative, catholic mother! I always dreaded the inevitable day they would meet and the dynamite of their opposing world views would explode in the dinner discourse heard round the world. His dad and I used to get along so well, until one day when I wanted to go out with my friend (while I was living with them) and he got angry that I stayed the night at her house and accused me of going off with other guys...which of course, was completely false! I was really offended and began to cry at the restaurant because he is extremely confrontational and has to be brutal in his opinions. He and Julian never got that about me, the fact that I always just try to be polite. It was how I was raised. Germans are more blunt and value honesty (and efficiency above all else) and I was raised to always be polite. Sure, around my close friends, it is different, but with someone like my boyfriend's father, I am usually trying to be on my best behavior. Anyway, he took such offense to me crying and never got over it. We just weren't the same for some reason.
While I was in Spain, he called one day and said "I don't want to talk to you," and hung up on me when I told him Julian was at school. Julian had briefly talked to him about what was going on with us and I guess he was mad at me.
It is really important for me to get along with families of those I'm involved with. I don't know why, it just is. So the fact that Julian and my family got along so well was another reason I thought things were perfect even if they weren't sometimes. Then, when he and my mother stopped getting along, and his father and I stopped getting along, major doubts began.
Anyway, enough about parents. I have been really sick and tomorrow my friend and I aresupposed to road trip it up to her school for the night. Meh... That is the sound of me sighing because if I feel this way tomorrow it will be a no go. Also, yeah I was supossed to find out if I got into the school today and now they say they won't be able to let me know until Monday...another mehhh...
Oh well, somehow it will work out...notice my new positive attitude?
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