On parent-child interactions, translated…
I’d loved trekking around the rural areas of Taipei and Hsinbei, and allowed mother nature, to cleanse me, and at the same time, to get relief from my lower back pains caused by sitting for a long time. My son is the generation of high-tech addicts, I saw how he’d started having minor health troubles too, and knew, that it would be difficult, to get him, to exercise, and asking him to accompany his mom is, next to impossible, I’d still, handed him my invitations regularly, “Son, I’d gone to see the sights on Tsao-Ling Trail every single year, I want you to accompany me this year, to help look after me too.” seeing how I’d rarely, asked anything of him, he’d said a forced, “okay”.
not my photo still…
Oni that very day, I’d packed up the umbrellas early, took the drinks, the snacks too, I’d even, brought the portions for my son’s girlfriend, I’d, waited for them to show at the train stations, and, they’d finally, run into the station, just two minutes before the assigned departure time, it’d made me, so nervous; from before, when I’d gone alone, by this time, I would’ve done my hike already, but seeing how he did, try to, wake up early, I’d not, said a thing.
As the trains carried on slowly, we were more than lucky, to get the seats, and, the two young people started, catching up on their missed sleep, the nearly two-hour ride, the skies started blinking, and my son had, prayed, silently for rain, that way, the trip would be, cancelled, and he could head home, and kill the bad guys in front of the computer screens at home. I’d told him, causally, “Don’t worry, I’d looked into the weather, it’s a sunny day today”, then, he’d, shut his eyes, and started, sleeping again, and blocked off the thought that he might, escape this outing with mom today.
not my photo…
As we’d hiked downhill, he’d hollered at how much his calves and the soles of his feet ached, I’d intentionally stated, “If you’d headed out with my every single weekend, I guarantee, that you can, fly up the tracks.” He’d replied, in front of his girlfriend, “There’s NOT going to be a next time, I can’t take it anymore!”, I’d thought, I’m the one, looking for unneeded troubles, with a person who ranted so incessantly next to me, it’s so totally, a killjoy, I’d needed to, adjust my schedules to his, and pack the goods for him, why would I want the troubles?
And so, guess what this mommy learned? To NEVER ask her son to go along with her, she’d wished that she could spend some quality time with her child together, but, instead, she’d gotten rain on her parade, but, that, is a lesson learned, and now, the mother is less than likely, to ask the son along, and the son gets to keep his own schedules too, it’s still, a win-win, based off of my interpretations, of course…
Life, the Obstacle Course 