Today I have to go down to Mexico...I go there to see the dentist....and they do a great job for a fraction of the cost....
Now we have to have a birth certificate to cross the border...I have mine sitting on the counter ready to go...
I happen to be looking at it, and I read it. My mom had me when she was 19 years old, and my dad was 21 at the time.
As I was looking at the little piece of paper, it occurred to me what strangers those people are.
They were so young at the time of my birth, just kids really. And yet to me, these were the people who were to take care of me, make sure I was all right...
Knowing them now, I can see that was an impossible task.
They just were not equipped, they were too young, and just not the right parents to have.
How strange to look at a piece of paper, knowing that it represents the day you were brought into this world.
Now I look at this paper and reflect back in time, when I was younger I use to look at this document and think about all of the possibilities that lie before me.
Seems to me I'm either looking back or looking forward...and never do I just look at the here and now, I'm never in the moment.
Friday, October 24, 2008
The Journey
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Mexico for the dentist? That's a new one on me!
Y'know - I don't know what age my parents were, but I do know my Mom married my Dad for the wrong reasons. She had already broken one engagement with another man, to her - breaking the engagement with my Dad would have marked her as some sort of loose woman. Can you imagine? How sad.
It is sad isn't it...to think about who THEY were when they were young. We always expect are parents to be more than they are or could of ever been.
Yes it is sad.
My aunt used to live in Mexico City and loved her dentist there. She's retired and living in the states now and frequently mentions how the very same procedures are so much more expensive here.
Did everything turn out ok? Does it hurt? I hate dentist things.
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