Midnight musings...

Six feet under is the best series ever! I loved it the first time it run but now, watching the re-run I see bits and pieces here and there that remind me of my family. Father dies and through difficulties all remaining members of the family find some way to .. well, I wouldn't say 'grow' in my family's case but you probably get the idea.

My mother. It's all so weird, her having a boyfriend and having her act like a teenage girl, like her children were her conservative parents =). It seems she's beginning to enjoy her life. To meet her friends, have hobbies, meet new people, doing things she hasn't done, if not ever, then at least not in a long time. She seems happy. Her parents apparently think she's moving on too fast but... so what? If that makes her happy, then so fucking what? She spent twenty years of her life in a marriage with a escalating abusive drunk of a husband, she kept the household and her husband's firm going on, so I think she fucking well deserves to do whatever makes her happy now! The stroke, the name calling by my grandmother... and she enjoys her life. Good for her.

And my little brother? You should see the difference between his rooms, what he had three years ago and what he has now. And the difference in his behaviour, and dressing, and... everything! Okay, so I don't approve of the minibar in his room (19 as he may be) but it seems he's happy, too. His come a long way from the kid who woke up in the middle of the night when his drunken father "walked" into his room with our shouting mother behind him and fell half on my brother's bed, half on the bedside table breaking the lamp, making my brother push him off his bed to the floor. And me watching the scene from the doorway (my sister was somewhere else, I think).

My little sister... I don't know if Father's death had such a clear impact on her as it did on Mother and my brother. I mean, she moved to another town to study in a university at the same time. This really shows exactly how close we are. I don't really know, we've never talked about that. Outwardly she seems to be doing as fine as ever. I guess she never really was as miserable as the rest of us, or at least she never showed it through her appearance. I guess she's fine, too. Perhaps even better.