Introducing LDR to your parents
From today, we’ve been together two months. As I said in my last post I don’t make a big deal out these little anniversaries, I just acknowledge them.
I met his dad and step mom over skype lots of times over these two months. He was very open to his parents about me from the very start. Of course, for an older generation to accept this long distance relationship is very open minded of them. I’m not saying that the older generation aren’t open to long distance relationships. No way. Long distance relationships aren’t a new thing. What I mean is that, they were very open to how we met. (which, of course, is online) I know it can be hard for people to understand the internet when they weren’t raise when it was around. So for them to understand that a connection can be made over two people who have never met in person and talk on the internet everyday, sounds a little odd. I was never worried about his parents not approving about what we have. (Even though it would not matter as we are both over 18)
I’m worried about my dad and his... wife (They just got recently married and it weird calling her step mom). My dad can be accepting in some ways and then other things his just doesn’t approve. Now, he can’t stop me in any way but I don’t want to become distant with my dad over this. I know he would only be doing this because he cares. So I’m not going to get mad at him if he does have a different perspective on this.
Anyway now that we have been together a decent amount of time. My other half suggested that he would like to meet my dad. It only makes sense as his family knows a lot about me and it would only be fair. The truth is, I don’t know how to go about it. Should I just act casually and try not make a big deal about it? Should I tell him about this person I’m close to before I introduce them?
I don’t know what to really do. This is always going to be the hardest part of a new relationship, especially this type of relationship.
I could be thinking way to hard about this. I might be overthinking, like I always do, way too often.