I am in Florida visiting with my parents. I am happy to say I am here, not because of emergency health issues, but on a planned visit to hang with the Rents for a few days.
As we were getting out of the car after dinner we noticed the beautiful full moon. For some reason we got on the topic of menstrual cycles coinciding with the moon and my dad shared with me that he had dated a woman before my mom who had a 14 day period. “That was never going to work out for me!”, he shared. Then he proceeded to tell me that he recently read her obit in the paper.
I stopped on the walk and said, “OMG, the whole reason I am here today is because of some dead woman’s freakishly long period?”
What? This is not the common conversation to have with one’s octogenarian parents? You didn’t actually think I came from a normal family did you?