Concentrating on my Concentration

So here's the idea. I was thinking about myself as a child, and how most of us little boys wanted to be like our dad--to please our papas. As little children, we gravitate to our same-sex parent. But as we reach adolescence and begin maturing, we are pulled to the care and attention of our mothers (if we are guys) and to our fathers (if we are girls). Dads praise their daughters, buy them things, care for them, (maybe too much) and protect them from evil young men that want to get in their pants. But it is the other side of the spectrum that I want to focus on, seeing as how I am becoming a man, not a woman. It is at this point in our lives that we grow to be as tall as our moms (they can't believe it!), and then we grow taller than our moms, and then even so much taller that we have to adjust the leg room of the driver's seat maybe a foot or two when we drive her car. Our moms baby us sometimes. They buy us gifts spontaneously, shower us with expectations, prepare us for prom, and want to talk to us about our feelings. During the latter years of high school, the amount of tension between mothers and their sons winds tighter, and the amount of emotional exchange burns brighter as well. This is my senior year. It is the year before I move to California and no longer see my mom every day. Maybe I'll see her a fifth of the entire year. Did she do a good job preparing me for this? No longer will I have a hot egg waiting for me on a white plate in the morning, there will be no more "Did you do your homework?" and no more seven-up brought to me when I have a cold. I'll be on my own. Most of us will be. My concentration is centered around these question: How does a mother-son relationship change over the course of the son's final years under her roof? How does a son spend his last saturated year with his mother, in spite of his urge to be independent from her? Is their mutual dettachment something to cry over, something beautiful, or something in between?

So I was looking at photographers online and stuff and I came across this girl's site. Nirrimi photography or something. It looked simple and I thought man I wish I had a website. There was this link down low, and now I have my very own miniature website! Its not much, but its exciting.

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