Sunday, April 27, 2014

Getting Drunk with Mum

Well, last night was an experience i'd never forget. I got drunk with my mum for the first time ever in our mother/daughter relationship. For me? I needed it. I needed some kind of release after this month of hardship and turmoil. For her? Initially, it was simply duty of care to monitor me but eventually she fetched herself a glass.

What came from this experience was like any other experience with alcohol and loved ones. Music, chatter and confessions. Did you know that my parents actually wished that one day i would become an artist? Why didn't she tell me this before? Why did she not reveal this piece of valuable information that was so desperately needed to be heard for my whole life? It's not very Asian of them to want this which makes it even more incredible. And we sang together and it felt so right to have our voices in tune and in sync with one another. We sang  old Chinese pop songs that her and i grew up with. For the first time ever, i felt like she was my friend instead of a mother and not in an irresponsible way. It was like we were finally dumping down our baggage, hers and mine and just having a drink and relaxing together. As equals.

I initially felt uncomfortable taking that bottle of red from the wine stack in the evening. I mean, noone really wants to let their parents know that they are drinking. But far out, i really needed to un-wind. And Back to the Future was on, so what a great opportunity to down a glass and watch one of my favorite movies? Well i never got to watch it because i was hanging out with mum instead. Words came out like nobodys business. About the run of the mill things that are so run of the mill but so special. Things about the past, about the future, about me and about her. Even about her marriage with dad. Seeing ones parents at a level of candidness that is simply so far removed from the ridges of everyday is enlightening. Our parents are real people and the more this fact is reiterated to me through maturity and time, the more i appreciate them. As people. Not as parents.

My mum didn't have as many glasses as i did. But she got loose. And i loved her twice as much for getting loose with me.

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    1. Haha it was so fun! Thanks so much for visiting! Hope you come back soon. Also I checked out your blog, it's pretty :-)

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