Would you mind if your parents wrote a blog about you?

 Reconciliation

    I have never been a very talkative and outgoing person. More recently, I have been made aware of the fact. It was Christmas Eve of last year, and we had invited a few guests over to share dinner. My mother is a very talkative and outgoing person as she was an only child and seeks to make everyone feel at home and cared for; she wants to project love for the siblings she never had. She was very active with the guests while still somehow managing to finish up her cooking. My father was in charge of the music and talked with the dads and adults. Then lastly, my sisters had yet to finish getting ready and hadn't come down to interact with the guests. I had been downstairs snacking on the small trays of grapes, crackers, and cheese. When the guests had arrived, I did not cower away at the sight of human interaction, nor did I jump in excitement to meet them. I would go out of my way to at least introduce myself and maintain a small conversation if they were up for it. Soon, when my sisters came downstairs, we began to settle in and sat around a large table. My mom was eager to introduce us to a game so we could all get to know each other better. Each of us had a set of cards which had questions categorized in different stages in your life: early life, young adult, and adult. We went around asking each other the questions, then one landed on my oldest sister. The question was “How would you describe each of your siblings?” She went around describing each one of us, our attributes, and some drawbacks. When it was my turn, I was immediately intrigued as I never really had an idea of what my sisters thought of me. The next few words changed my outlook on myself and motivated me to be more proactive rather than reactive. She said, “Hes non-chalant, but too nonchalant. He's closed off and spends a lot of time in his room”. The words stuck me like a punch in the gut. I had been told many different times by my mom, whether it's at the table during dinner or in the car, “You are so quiet, someone asks you a question, and you just answer it, you don't elaborate”. I would always brush these thoughts off and give the excuse that my mom is very extroverted and not everyone is like her. Another sentiment expressed by one of my family members was my father, who said, “you're like a rock” (all of this dialogue is in spanish by the way). I was mildly aware of the fact that my parents wanted to see more of me, more of their happy son who seemed to have faded away into a rock. My excuses were always the same: “not everyone is as outgoing as you”, “I’m just tired”, and “sorry, I just have a lot of homework and things to do”. In an effort to justify my case, a lot of the time I was consumed by homework, which bound me to my room for most of my time at home. I would only come out to eat, go to the bathroom, and shower. I did leave the door to my room open as a half-hearted way to show that I am available, but it wasnt enough. Did I take these comments and the opinion of my sister personally? A bit, I was initially hurt by what my sister had said. But soon I came to appreciate what she had said. Since then, I have been trying to make an active and conscious effort to interact with my family. I want to show them that the son they knew hadn't faded away but still lives and is slightly more mature. I would like to know whether these efforts are noticed by my parents and what they think of me now, as I am still growing and maturing.

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