Saturday, April 28, 2007
Mom Meets Mr. Godiva
Last weekend my mother met Mr. Godiva for the first time. My mother expressed interest in meeting him during her trip to Dallas especially since I’ve mentioned him a few times and the drama with my brother’s initial disapproval of our dealings.
I’ll admit I was very nervous about their introductions. Back in March my sister-in-law came to visit and she was the first in my family to meet him. Again I was a little nervous about the meeting. I remember the conversation over dinner when she asked all of the hardball questions that only a loved one would ask. It was an hour of intense and real exchange between my sister-in-law and Mr. Godiva (I was completely silent).
I assumed my mother’s encounter would be another replica of that last experience. Maybe not as intense but I knew she would have plenty of questions to ask. He comes over Friday night after my mother and I went out to dinner. As soon as I heard him knock on my door my heart dropped. I opened the door and gave him an awkward greeting. I am use to open arms and a kiss (but obviously that wasn’t going down in front of moms). So I gave him a half hug and he kissed me on the cheek.
He sat down on the sofa next to my mom and I sat in a chair opposite both of them. He asked a few general questions to break the ice. But I noticed my mother wasn’t talking a lot. She didn’t ask any questions really. I didn’t really know how to take it at the time. There was plenty of small talk and we kind of just watched television. Mr. Godiva then goes on to list a few attributes about me (not sure why). I suppose he was a little nervous because she wasn’t asking any questions. Its funny because later my mom made the comment that she didn’t need him to sell me but rather sell himself.
Over brunch my mother and I talked a little more about Mr. Godiva. She felt he was nice and respectfully; but the age is a bit hard for her to swallow. She felt it was awkward for her and I to be pulling from the same gene pool of men. Meaning he is obviously her peer group and demographic. It wasn’t that she wanted him for herself, but I am sure any mother wouldn't liek the idea of competing for the same men in their age group with younger women. She later disclosed that in her eyes he could never give her a justifiable reason as to why we’re together. And she feels this is nothing more than a phase on my part.
I wont say that I am disappointed by my mother’s decision. I understand she’s my mother and me dating someone who’s 30 years my senior and her age may be a little suspect or even uncomfortable.