Saturday night a bomb went off

and that bomb was me.

For about two hours, I sat in between my mother and father, firing volleys back and forth. At times, the three of us talked simultaneously, no one was listening to anyone else. But most of the time, at least we were communicating, and not just seething with resentment and annoyance on a day to day basis.

But, I may be making it seem more serious than it was. The truth was, we had a good talk and really got some things out into the open. For some time now, my mum and pop would nag incessantly by my ear side that I need to find a good Christian man to be my husband because there is more of a likelihood that the marriage will succeed.

I finally threw down the gauntlet. I told them, dear parents, please don't worry about me any longer. The way I see it I have three options. A. I get married, my marriage is great, everyone is happy. End of story. B. I get married, the marriage stinks, we divorce, fine. I live on in blessed singlehood. C. I never get married and I live my life as I please. I am happy.
There are no fourth options. Unhappiness is a state of mind. My parents are so worried about me being unhappy in the future if I settle with some non Christian boy, that they refuse to see that happiness is or can be a state of mind. It doesn't hve to be so tied to one's external circumstances. I don't negate the possibility that external circumstances can affect happiness, but it should not be the end all be all causal agent.

And to make a long story short, I think maybe, maybe, I was able to get some of my message across to them. Yesterday for instance, I spent a lovely day with my mom. We went to Church, then after, we went to have korean food at a korean restaurant. The food was pretty decent and my mother was in a good mood. And we went shopping for food afterwards. After that, we hit the gym and I did a few laps in the pool before convening to my ultimate destination: the Spa and Sauna. aahh...bliss!

So hopefully I will continue to dialogue with my parents and let them know what I feel, as well as trying to accept some of their thinking, without being so quick to judge them as provincial or narrowminded or stodgy. I'll try try try until I succeed to bridging that supposed "generation gap."

**DISCLAIMER** This has nothing to do with current relationship with BF. In fact, the two are completely unrelated, as far as I'm concerned.