The other day mom and I were walking down the street, talking about new bed they'll buy with dad. We went to couple stores together a week earlier and she was telling me about the offers and prices of another shop she went to. I just bought a new bed last year and man, does it feel good to sleep in it! Anyway, that's why I want them to buy it as soon as possible so that they can have a good sleep again after a long time.
Walking down that street, talking about different options, what would be best for them, how they'll be paying for it ... in the middle of all that I had a flash: Wait, I'm supposed to be the husband here?!
In case you didn't catch that before, my dad doesn't do shopping as much as he doesn't talk much. His patience is sometimes nonexistant. Mom's (nearly) a shopaholic in comparison and indecisive on top.
No wonder she likes talking to me about the issues she has, issues they have with dad. I'm glad that she finds comfort in me but I feel like it went to far recently. I really do feel like she wants me to be a friend and husband for her, much more then I am supposed to be her daughter. Hard to explain. But it might be that she transfers what she's missing in her relationship with her husband to her daughter, the good listener (yeah, I talk a lot, but I can listen as well, if I concentrate ...).
Psychiatrist's reaction to this was: 'What do you think she'd do if you'd stop 'being the husband' for her?'
I might just try that ... Just not in the 'buying bed' case - they need it ASAP! :)
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