Family Silence
I come from a stereotypical midwestern Norwegian family where silence is prevalent. Like Zavella discusses in her article, my family's issues - even those of great significance - are not discussed openly. I personally heard even less about various familial experiences because I am the youngest child (my closest sister is five years older than me). It seems to me that health, sexuality and mental well-being are three subjects that are rarely (if ever) discussed. For example, when I was away at Girl Scout camp for a week, my eldest sister had a nervous breakdown and was brought into psychiatric care for 48 hours. I did not hear anything about this incident when I returned home, and I found out about it almost a year later when my mother mentioned something about it in passing. As far as sexuality is concerned, only one aunt/uncle combination has no children. I have always wondered if this was a personal choice or a biological issue, but it would be considered disrespectful if I were to ever ask about it. I was well into my teenage years when my mother shared with me the fact that my maternal grandparents used to be severe alcoholics, and she and her siblings had to live with my great-grandparents for a year while they got their lives back together. As far as mental health is concerned, I personally went through a very rough period in my teenage years. To this day, I don't know who in my extended family knows the extent of it. And since it occurred, I haven't spoken to my father about it, and have discussed it with my mother only a handful of times. Normally, my sisters are the only ones I feel comfortable sharing thoughts with.
It's not like my the members of my family do not care about one another, but I can't shake the sense that I don't really know any of them. In this case, I believe that our silence is constructed so as to protect some sense of dignity or privacy. In some ways I really wish that we would open up to each other as I feel a family aught to be able to, but then I challenge my own wish by considering whether I want to see all of the skeletons in the closet. It is a fine line to walk.