I’m on my way home from work and I wish I had stayed longer. It would be nice to come home and find you asleep so we wouldn’t have to talk. The phone rings. It’s my mom, the last person I want to talk to.
“Hello Emma. I’ve been calling you for two weeks now and you don't answer. What’s going on?” I’m 32 years old and I have to answer to my mom? She still thinks I’m a little girl.
“I’ve been working a lot, sorry.” I know that’s not an excuse for her but she’ll have to deal with it.
“You’re working too much. These people are taking advantage of you. Stand up for yourself.”
“Mom, no one is taking advantage of me, I love my job!” She wouldn’t understand how relaxing being at work for a whole day is for me. You don’t understand. You think I’m avoiding you.
“Do you eat enough?” How typical. She thinks everything’s ok if I just eat enough.
“Yes mom, I’m not a little child anymore.” I've been telling her that for the past 10 years but I’ll always be a child to her. Well I am her child and I always will be.
“I’m calling you to tell you that we’re having a Christmas dinner at our house this year. At 5p.m.” Did I miss something? Today is the 2nd of December and she’s already making plans for Christmas dinner?
“Mom, Christmas is 3 weeks from now. Aren’t you a bit early with the plans?” I wish I could vanish for a month and avoid this holiday madness.
“I know Christmas is still far away but since you’re too busy to pick up your phone when I’m calling I thought I should invite you as soon as possible. I don’t want you to make any other plans.” That’s a great idea. I should tell her we already have plans. I hope she’ll buy it.
“Mom, we already have some plans so we'll probably not be spending this Christmas with you guys.” I don’t know why we have a Christmas dinner every year, it's not like we're religious or something, it's just a stupid family tradition.
“That’s just not acceptable. You can’t break the tradition.” I should have expected this reaction.
“Mom, I’m an adult I can do whatever I want whenever I want. And why are we having these dinners anyway? We’re not religious.” I don’t want to fight with her but I hate it when she tries to arrange my life.
“It’s a tradition and traditions are important.” Not to me. Maybe I should accept your offer and go away for two months.
“I don’t want to fight. We’ll see…” She hangs up. This really means a lot to her. More than I thought.