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When you sit down and eat with your parents, what do you talk about?

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Chrono - Yup yup, I should definitely try and expand on the subject. After many years of not knowing how to talk to my parents, I guess I just sorta stopped trying. I should probably start trying again.

JulesMaximus, deathkoba, cherrytwist - not having parents anymore is definitely one of my huge fears, despite not being very close to them. Both of my parents are close to 60, and considering their sedentary lifestyle, I dunno how much longer they'll live. They're not like some American parents who at the age of 65 still go hiking or go on a 5 mile run every morning. They just sit around, and even though they're not overweight, I'm guessing their bodies are very weak. Even if they live to 75, 15 years is an awfully short time. School school school, and before you know it a year has passed and everyone's a year older. Then work work work, and like above, before you know it it's another year. Just 15 "before you know it"s and I'm 36 with parents very close to passing away, and knowing their life is about to end and with nothing they can do except wait for it. And during those 15 years their quality of life will only degrade as they get weaker and sicker, especially my dad who's got a leaking mitral valve in his heart. My mom used to be my #1 cuddle buddy when I was a baby and a toddler, and losing her, despite the fact that she makes me angry like no other now, would be devastating 🙁 I sometimes try to imagine what it'd do as I sit by their bed waiting for them to slip away. I sometimes try to get inside their shoes. "I'm on my deathbed. I will die here. Soon. This is it. All these years. Gone. With a child who doesn't understand me..."

deathkoba - My parents have expressed interest in going back to China or Asian, so I guess I should try to get them to go somewhere. The main difference between them and me is they will always stay with family, whereas I will try and explore other places. We have relatives in Nanjing. If they go to China they will just go there and stay. I would want to go to Beijing, Xian, Shanghai, etc, so I would feel really limited by just sitting around Nanjing. But this isn't really a big deal, just more of a statement of our differences. I'm essentially travelling for them, not for myself.

Thetech - Yup, there have been so many times when I've wanted to just make a ton of money just to pay them off and essentially buy my freedom and respect. My parents always compare me to others in the family who are more successful, and that hurts 🙁 It seems to them that success is the defining characteristic of a person 🙁

evident - You've definitely hit on a touchy subject, one that makes me feel bad about complaining at all. Both of my parents grew up very very poor, almost to the point of starving. Large families with parents who could barely afford to pay for food. As a result they became a very close knit family. They also got transported to the countryside for many years and were forced to do farm labor as a result of communist China, again having barely enough to eat. Despite all this, both of them studied their butts off and got into college and eventually to the US. They've been through hardships that would probably have killed me, having grown up in America, and this makes it feel so wrong to criticize them for stupid things like "they're boring."

Still, as bad as it sounds, the stories do get old. Imagine a WWII vet telling you that he fought for freedom and saw his friends killed because of it. The first ten times it would be quite moving. Now imagine you hear this for 15 years, 60 times a year, always reminding you how easy you have it now, Eventually it just becomes depressing, making you feel like a total brat, and you just don't want to hear it anymore 🙁 Still doesn't change the fact that they went through all these hardships though... but still... but then again...etc.

As for cooking, I'll start trying to learn some Chinese dishes. It's kinda hard to do when the closest grocery store is a Walmart super center though 😉 Still, I've always wanted to learn the recipes to some of the dishes authentic Chinese restaurants make. I figure that they make it within 15 minutes, and make multiple dishes at a time. They must be fundamentally simple... I've just gotta figure out the ingredients and stuff.
 
Originally posted by: DanTMWTMP
hmm. that sucks. I used to have a problem like that, but once I moved out, we have nooo problems talking at all. Once NBA season starts, it's over. It's nonstop talk. Plus, my dad loves gadgets, and my mom is always clueless about gagdets, and she tries to get into the conversation. It always ends badly for my mom, because she's so clueless, that me and my dad laugh @ her. My dad finds that cute... just glad that they can still,...well,, nm... at their age.


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lol. It's the closest thing we got as to what our resident photogod (and voltmodgod) looks like.

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Originally posted by: fuzzybabybunny
Chrono - Yup yup, I should definitely try and expand on the subject. After many years of not knowing how to talk to my parents, I guess I just sorta stopped trying. I should probably start trying again.

JulesMaximus, deathkoba, cherrytwist - not having parents anymore is definitely one of my huge fears, despite not being very close to them. Both of my parents are close to 60, and considering their sedentary lifestyle, I dunno how much longer they'll live. They're not like some American parents who at the age of 65 still go hiking or go on a 5 mile run every morning. They just sit around, and even though they're not overweight, I'm guessing their bodies are very weak. Even if they live to 75, 15 years is an awfully short time. School school school, and before you know it a year has passed and everyone's a year older. Then work work work, and like above, before you know it it's another year. Just 15 "before you know it"s and I'm 36 with parents very close to passing away, and knowing their life is about to end and with nothing they can do except wait for it. And during those 15 years their quality of life will only degrade as they get weaker and sicker, especially my dad who's got a leaking mitral valve in his heart. My mom used to be my #1 cuddle buddy when I was a baby and a toddler, and losing her, despite the fact that she makes me angry like no other now, would be devastating 🙁 I sometimes try to imagine what it'd do as I sit by their bed waiting for them to slip away. I sometimes try to get inside their shoes. "I'm on my deathbed. I will die here. Soon. This is it. All these years. Gone. With a child who doesn't understand me..."

I know where you're coming from 🙁
 
Originally posted by: crab
We dont eat together. Well, we didnt before I moved out.

Same here. Everyone's got different schedules, and really, you're there to eat, and talking while eating can either be gross, or just really inefficient.
Unless you're good with sign language, then I guess it could work better.
 
yeah dude. it'll be cool. i come from a chinese family as well but we talk like mad. i talk to my mom and dad about anything really. pretty cool to tell you the truth. 🙂 best of luck on that, i don't think you have to try that HARD just put enough effort and things will be cool? you guys gotta have stuff in common.
 

deathkoba - My parents have expressed interest in going back to China or Asian, so I guess I should try to get them to go somewhere. The main difference between them and me is they will always stay with family, whereas I will try and explore other places. We have relatives in Nanjing. If they go to China they will just go there and stay. I would want to go to Beijing, Xian, Shanghai, etc, so I would feel really limited by just sitting around Nanjing. But this isn't really a big deal, just more of a statement of our differences. I'm essentially travelling for them, not for myself.

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We usually have the TV on when we eat so we can avoid talking to each other. If we do talk, it's usually about other people. So and so got married, so and so is making X amount of money, blah blah.

Last month, I went to China with my dad and we spent 5 days in Shenzen visiting our cousin in China. I told him 5 day was too much for me as I barely understand any of the conversation. I was ready to take the bus and go to Hong Kong by myself if I had to spend another day there.

Then we went to Nanning, Guilin, DongXing, and Beihai. . I wanted to go to Beijing, Shanghai, see the 3 River gorge before it disappear, take the train to Tibet, etc., but every night, we had to have dinner with cousins. I never knew I had that many cousins.

I told my dad we didn't see much during our trip and I didn't get to do anything I planned to do, and he disagreed. I felt bad after telling him that because my dad is old and isn't in good health. I should have just enjoyed our trip together as I don't know how many more trips we will have. Spending all that time with my cousins instead of the bright lights of Shanghai made me appreciate that I'm in America instead of living in China where even the middle class over there is considered poor over here.


 
My family has started playing "family trivia". So, somebody says something like, "who was in the car when we got started 36 hours late for our vacation to Tahoe" or something like that, and the others have to answer. It gets the memories going and then you can talk about that.
 
we eat together maybe 4 days a week cause of the various lessons and classes we each have. but when we seat together, we do talk. politics, world news stiff like that.
 
LOL, I know what you mean about the wal-mart supercenter. Not exactly the best place to find ethnic foods! variety is the spice of life even if that spice cost's 20 cents more 😉 then the closest competitor.
 
There are pretty much two things I can talk about with my dad (or, more accurately, be talked to about by my dad).

1) You should buy property. The only thing that has real intrinsic value (he loves to say "intrinsic value") is land. Blah, Blah, Blah, buy property.
He the proceeds to tell me all the places in which I should buy property. These are usually tiny little towns in the mountains. They are the types of places that he loves, but not where I want to live, and he knows that. He just thinks that he knows better than I do where I should live, and that when I get older I'll come around and see things the way he does. (I'm 25, by the way)

2) The jews control the media/government/banking system... if I ever want to *really* get somewhere in life, I need to learn to do the same thing that jews do, so I can compete with them in taking over the world. Either that, or I need to go buy some property in the mountains and build a house on it and live self-sufficiently. I really should buy some land, you know.

We can start a conversation on pretty much any topic just fine, but after 15 minutes it's *always* gone back to one of the above topics. My mom is much better. I can talk to my mom about anything, and we have normal, interesting conversations. My brother and I will both call my mom to tell her our plans, or just to check in and see how my parents are doing.

My dad feels neglected, and gets upset that we always call my mom instead of him. He thinks we don't like him and we don't want to talk to him.
Dad - we don't call you because every damned conversation turns into a lecture that we've heard 9000 times before!

If you ever try to force a conversation away from one of my dad's topics, he'll complain that whatever you're talking about is "pointless pop culture bullsh!t" and get pissed because he was trying to talk about something that "really matters", and then he'll get up and leave, all pissed off, to go to his garage and talk to a bunch of 80 year old retiree libertarians who live in tiny towns in the mountains on his ham radio.
 
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