Back

Yesterday, my parents and I drove back to New Orleans. My folks are staying in the city to visit with me for a week. I am very glad they're here, but it is stressing to have my them around. Although I know they are trying their hardest to trust my judgment about the place I live, they are failing. It's just bothersome at times. I guess the balance of obeying/respecting your parents and voicing your own opinions is part of growing older too. Who knows?