What's it about?
A man comes to terms with taking care of a mother he "doesn't love enough".
What I experienced?
Well that was....insightful. And depressing, but mostly insightful.
Ok, so friends. I'm gonna say there is a 90% chance that most of us love our parents - notice I didn't say like - I said LOVE. Two very different feelings, yet both almost equally anxiety inducing - but that's not what we're talking about right now. Back to the loving our parents stuff. I know with my own parental relationship, there are a few stipulations my mother and I have for one another. I think we've come to a silent agreement that we love and care for one another's well-being, blah blah blah. Yet when it come to our beliefs, life choices, all the fun life stuff, we differ quiet a bit and that is always the source of friction in our relationship. The older she and I have gotten the more I began to understand her (most, I don't agree with but I can see how she passes off as logical) and the more she tries (bless her) to hear me out. There is still a massive disconnect and miscommunication, but truly she is 1 of two people that I really give a crap about on this earth. Which is why I completely get what "The Son" from this story was dealing with.
Story breaks down to a pretty common story in my life, given that my mum cares for the elderly and disabled. And I need to take a moment here to say that along with teachers, they are the unsung heroes of this country. Can you imagine raising a depressed teenager with a long list of problems and then go to work and take care of someone bed ridden that needs to be carried around so much that your joints ache 24/7? My mum does. That's another point for being incapable of not loving the women.
This story contains the dreaded part of life where children need to start looking at how to take care of the people who had once done the same for them - their parent. "The Son" is a man in his mid-fifties (and a Capricorn so I understood that struggle in it self) who is faced with taking the role of financial "advisor" (aka the treasurer) for his mother, Ida. The catch being that he doesn't like his mom, he says he "doesn't even love her." But he does something I have a lot of experience with doing for most of the play. He fights with her, but ultimately is unable to ever truly say no to her. So much that he personifies himself as someone deserving to go to hell for not loving his mother enough.
You know that feeling you get/got whenever you say/do something you immediately regret to your mum? The "I hate you" you mutter or scream when you though you have the worst then everyone else in the world? Obviously I know some children are completely in the right when they say that yo an abusive parent, but I'm talking about us who take our mum's for granted. That feeling is one I hate that I hate to know so well and so does "The Son".
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