My mom is coming to visit.
MY MOM IS COMING TO VISIT.
This feels... WEIRD. My mom has never been able to just come visit. Because I was always a 6 hour plane ride on top of a three hour car ride away- at minimum. In the six and a half years that I lived in New York my mother flew to the state all of two times and stayed in my home exactly once. And that once was a trip with the entire family, and they stayed in the home that I shared with Kendall, so it was more like "college-dorm-room-style" than "grown-up-married-person".
SO. REALLY. My mother has never actually been in my home-home. And never as a single house guest. As a matter of fact, I don't think my mother and I have ever spent a full 48 hours together, just the two of us, as adults.
This is a really big first. I wonder if she knows it. I mean, I wonder if she thinks it's weird too... if she even realizes that this is the first time she has ever visited my home. It wouldn't be such a big deal if I wasn't already a 26 year old woman having lived on my own for eight years.
But I am. And it is (a big deal). So. I'll let you know how it goes.
(Get it? Momentous?)
Good Luck!
Posted by: Cameron Otto | 12/13/2010 at 05:38 PM