Wednesday, June 13, 2007

Separation anxiety

Emily has gone to Disneyland with her mom and grandmother. This is the first time I've been separated from her overnight, and I'm very sad about it--coming home this morning to an empty apartment after taking them to the train station was a real downer.

Why didn't I go, too? First, I may have jury duty; so far, I haven't, but I have to call all week. Second, I probably wouldn't have gone anyway, since I don't like amusement parks. My parents dragged me to them as a child; I hated the rides, and when I yelled, they laughed at me. I know that they were just trying to 1) get me to have fun; 2) make light of my mortal terror. Still, it's not a happy memory. Plus it's not as if I was an dour child anyway (though this is apparently their memory of me): I loved playing sports and so on. I did enjoy the parks to some extent, so long as I didn't have to go on any rides. Or only the low-key ones, like those little cars on tracks you could drive around.

No, I would have gone--if Emily has fun, I want to see it. I just hope she never asks Daddy to ride a rollercoaster.

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