My mom's insistence on singing show tunes during long drives drove me nuts, yet here I am missing it.

Back in the day, our family road trips were a mess, and my mom would belt out show tunes the whole time, which used to embarrass me so much. We'd stop at every weird roadside attraction, and my dad would tell the same corny jokes while my siblings and I fought over snacks. Now, when I drive with my own family, it's dead quiet except for the GPS, and everyone's buried in their phones. I tried to start a sing along last summer, and my kids just stared at me like I was speaking another language. It's frustrating how those shared, silly traditions have just vanished without a trace. I miss the chaos and the constant noise, even if it annoyed me back then. Honestly, it's a weird kind of nostalgia that makes you appreciate what you once hated, and it kinda stings.

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jackson.victor12h ago

That nostalgia sting is real. My dad used to whistle off-key to old westerns on the radio, and it drove me up the wall. Now, sitting in silence with my own family, I catch myself trying to hum some tune just to break the quiet. It's like those annoyances were the glue holding us together, you know. Makes you wonder what our kids will end up missing from these quiet drives.

jenny39111h ago

Isn't it just nostalgia making those annoyances seem meaningful, @jackson.victor? What if quiet drives become the thing our kids actually miss?

jamiehunt11h ago

Wait, what's the glue in quiet drives then?

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