Yesterday, I sat with a friend's mother in RS. Friend, we'll call her Frances, (because that's her name)had to sit up with the presidency. Friend's mother was lovely. It made me think. I love my Mom. That's what I thought. Also that I would love my mom to come to RS with me. Especially our RS. I never really pushed it before (so no guilt tripping here mother) but it occured to me that part of my frustrations in being single is the not really being able to share my life with my family. Sure I tell them about my life, but the fact of the matter is, much of it is wrapped up in my friends and ward. These are the people that see me in the day to day. Perhaps it's because I'm sorta big on sharing what's important to me (I want my friends to be friends with each other), or because I really am a big open book. I have this inexplicable need to share my life with those around me.
Anywho, yesterday at church I started thinking about all this and how there is this large part of my life that the people most important to me really know very little about. And I was a little melonchally. It may or may not have been triggered by a case of the female crazies that attacked me that morning (a whole nother post....not fair that I get crazy on a regular schedule) but partially just something I've been pondering. In general.
Am I silly and needy for wanting this? I really do love my life and the people in it. I realize that not everyone whould want to share such things as they are more private than I. And that's fine. I also realize why when family is in town that priority goes to the marrieds and their children. It all makes perfect sense as far as planning and accomodations and all. This just doesnt help the cause of the singles feeling as if they haven't anything worthwhile going on unless they have these before mentioned things.
Also, I kinda suffer from middle child syndrome in my family. Apart from being the single one, I don't really press on these issues. So I bring it on myself. I hate feeling like a crazy person.
Also, rest assured that my family is great. However, they may or may not be obligated to attend church with me when next in town.