My mom and I are a lot more similar than I ever would have thought, and you know, that thought does not bother me in the least. It might have about ten years ago, because I was an obnoxious 20 year old who still hadn't quite grown out of the teenage persecution complex, but I've definitely grown up since then. Anyone who has met my mom can attest to the fact that she's pretty damn cool, especially anyone who's spent a great deal of time with her.
Said people can probably also vouch for the fact that she and I are a lot alike. And you know what? I like it.
But here's a good case in point, just to illustrate it.
Yesterday when I got home, my mom's cell phone number came up in the caller ID list. Naturally, when it's her cell, I start to worry a little bit, because I figure she'd only be calling me that way if something happened to Matt or Jeremy. (And, of course, the 'oh, but she'd call me at work' voice didn't chime in til later.)
So, I listened to the message, and it was another one of those cases where she'd dialed accidentally somehow, probably with the phone in her purse. All I could hear were indistinct voices, some radio stuff... Nothing bad's happened, check.
Except, what if she's really saying something there, but can't bring the phone to her ear for whatever reason? What if someone's kidnapped her, or...I don't know, something. And that, of course, kicks me into worry mode.
I didn't delete the message--just in case--and called my mom after I hung up. I figured that it really probably was a mistake, but I wanted to check, in that highly unlikely event that something was really wrong.
She and Matt were home and making dinner when I called. I explained what happened, and she assured me that everything was fine, that it really was a mistake.
The whole point of this post, and the amusing part, for me? She told me that she'd have done the exact same thing, had the situation been reversed.
See what I mean about similarities? :)
Posted by Liz at April 7, 2004 12:44 PM