The prompt was:Write about the last disagreement you had with a friend or family member — from their perspective.
“It was just a joke!”, I screamed.
Although, I knew my mom had a certain claim to respect, I always thought we could joke about anything.
Maybe I had gone too far, her point was valid, you probably shouldn’t allude to your mom as an idiot.
My apology wasn’t enough I gather, because she insisted on lecturing me and nagging me about how I was wrong.
I felt bad enough couldn’t she just let the thing go? Apparently not.
She asked if I would have used that term when describing my Grandmother.
I vehemently spit out one word, “NO.”
She stated up again, “Well, then you should…”
I cut her off in mid- sentence getting real tired of her nagging.
I swore and stomped down stairs.
She must have complained to my Dad, because it wasn’t thirty-seconds later and he came down.
I was already seething and so I laid into him.
Much to my surprise he remained calm and talk the things over.
He defended my mom, of course, that was only natural.
I gained some respect for my dad and I understand his points, although I probably won’t tell my mom this, I’m going to try harder to respect her.
She probably doesn’t know how much I get upset with myself when I hurt her.
Wish I could tell her.