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Is God Punishing Us For Our Collective Sins?
World without end?
After completing another brisk walk, and right after an early morning hunt for basic amenities like water and toilet paper, that took way too long to complete, I was challenged to a verbal duel by my mother, who couldn’t wait to share the latest viral gem from her WhatsApp group.
Being in close proximity to your parents will unearth cringe-worthy moments that you hoped would never surface after dodging those bullets back when you were yearning for adulthood.
This unexpected arrangement is made possible by the fact that my mother and father are “expendable” boomers, based on the relentless updates from the media that clarifies how the elderly must be willing to make the ultimate sacrifice on behalf of the more durable generation.
As the eldest child and only daughter, who hasn’t yet created her own nuclear family, I have the pleasure of spending uninterrupted time with my vulnerable parents, in an effort to drastically reduce the risk of the worst case scenario.
So far it hasn’t been an unbearable experience, although there are heated episodes like the recent exchange between my mother and I, that force me to mentally note why stopping by the wine store after picking up the essentials later in the day is mandatory.
