Good morning one and all. We have reached the end of the week and what a week it has been. Somehow I feel like I spent the last four days running. But I also feel like I finally caught my breath. So that’s a good thing too. Are you ready to kick Friday off with out last prompt of the week? Good, then let’s go.
Not my favorite, but I’m sure it can be used somewhere, sometime. Once I figure out what kicks my main character’s organized and detailed world in the teeth that is.
Friday, September 10th: The relationship with his family was a mix of closeness and frustration.
The relationship with his family was a mix of closeness and frustration. It started with his parents. While they loved each other, they were each the other’s complete opposite. Their marriage was a strong partnership and they balanced each other out very well. His artistic chaos and big picture ideas. Her attention to detail and love of order and routine.
They balanced well and worked together in a companionable and efficient way both at home and in the family business. Their strengths merged and their weaknesses were covered. The difficulties lie with the rest of the family. His mother’s family were exactly like her and his father’s family exactly like him.
The two never blended, never found harmony. There was respect, but it was a respect best served by distance. Large gatherings always caused friction.
The friction was only increased after he and his siblings were born.
He suspected that his parents believed that their traits would merge in their offspring and that they would create children who were a mix of themselves. That didn’t happen. All three of his brother’s favored his father’s side of the family, while he favored his mother’s.
He loved his brothers, but their constant chaos, their love of drama and inability to pay attention to details drove him insane. While he admired their creative drive he spent much of his childhood in teeth grinding frustration. It was only after he left for university that he was able to appreciate them. Like a large chunk of his family, he found his brothers better at a distance.
He loved them and had no problem with phone conversations and even enjoyed the chaos of visiting over the holidays. He simply couldn’t live close to them. He was lucky, when he graduated, to find work that suited his talents and kept him moving. He enjoyed the travel and in fact enjoyed the organization of packing, securing the details of a new place and coordinating the trip and settlement in the new place.
His father was frustrated that he didn’t live closer and visit more often, but when he did visit, his mother gave him a knowing smile.
He pointed out that being closer would just make the frustration rise and the battles begun in childhood would resume, but that with distance he could actually remain close. The traveling was also helping his career. His company appreciated his willingness to be so mobile as well as his detailed attention solving many problems. He was rapidly rising to become one of their best troubleshooters. It amused him to learn that one of the things they appreciated was his ability to placidly deal with even the most extreme drama.