20 minutes after landing at the airport, visiting home...
Me: (trying to connect by talking about someone from the past) Oh, I had a visit from so-and-so, you know, from junior high.
Mom: What's she doing now?
Me: She's married with three kids...
Dad: Good! That's a normal life!
[silence]
[then laughter from me as I realize THIS is the environment I grew up in...and now I live in the Bay Area where I am practicing radical tolerance of myself]
Me: ...AND, she hasn't spoken to either of her parents in YEARS.
[silence]
[then quick transition to discussing where we should eat tonight...food being solidly in the comfort zone]














