Family ties

When you have a personal blog, there’s always a question of where to draw the line. How much do you really want to share with your readers?

I have no problem talking about myself, about what’s going on in my life and inside my head. That’s pretty much why I started this blog in the first place. For better or worse, it’s who I am. But when it comes to talking about family and friends, I’ve deliberately kept them a safe distance from my blog. I may talk about them, but I don’t talk about them, if you know what I mean.

But tonight I’m going to break that rule, or at least bend it a little.

Believe me, I’ve tried writing about other things—the state of my office desk, how I’m expecting a lot of arguing in one of tomorrow’s meetings—but my mind keeps jumping back to this one particular issue. So I’m going to talk about it here so I can get past it and move on.

Today we visited my father and his fiancée for the last time before they move to Victoria. I’m not sure how long it’s been since we last visited, but it must have been a while ago because they couldn’t get over how much our son has grown.

And that made the whole situation just that little bit tougher, because I know he’ll have grown a lot more by the time we all see each other again.

Granted, it’s not like we visit them every weekend or anything like that. After all, we all have our own lives to lead. Still, it’s nice to catch up every so often, just as it was nice to catch up with my sister and her family. (She moved to Darwin earlier this year.)

So by this time next week they’ll be in Victoria (or well on their way), my sister is in Darwin, and I honestly don’t know when I’ll see any of them again.

It may not seem like such a big deal. After all there’s always the phone, and if we really need to see each other we can. But chances are we won’t be catching up on birthdays, or opening presents together at Christmas.

Two events that seem a lot more important now that we’re parents ourselves.

I guess that’s what hurts the most—that they won’t get to see our son grow up. They’ll miss his second birthday next month. They’ll miss his eyes lighting up as someone hands him yet another present, the look of concentration as he tears off the wrapping paper. Sure I’ll be sending them all footage of him every so often (yep, I’ll be the annoying father with the camcorder from now on), but it just won’t be the same.

So that’s what’s on my mind at the moment. My family, who used to be an hour’s drive away, are now living at opposite ends of the country. And it’s only now that I realise I’ll miss having them around.

Sorry this isn’t exactly the kind of thing you were expecting when you got here. But as I said at the beginning, this blog is who I am—for better or worse.

Now, let’s have another look at this awfully messy desk of mine…

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  • Margaret March 1, 2010, 2:59 pm

    Use Skype or get a video phone – they will probably end up seeing you more often. That’s how we’ve done it with both interstate and overseas telos. My sister in Melbourne has even installed a video phone at mum and dad’s.
    Also, wait for cheap airfare announcements and book in. If you plan ro see them some months ahead, it will be something to look forward to.

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  • Lori March 2, 2010, 5:39 am

    Being a daughter who is very close to her family, who has three boys, found herself moving from AZ all the way to Florida when they were little. I totally understand this post. My sons are now in high school and with each major accomplishment, each milestone, your heart will ache just a little bit. Mine still does and we moved over 15 years ago. I miss being close to my family (esp. when health issues become a worry), but technology does soften the blow a little bit. But you are right it is not the same.

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