I admire lolo and lola for being so gracious amidst the ruckus that dad and I had this week.
I know they were hurt with what happened, but they didn't meddle. It takes trust in your dad, strength in holding back, and wisdom and faith in knowing that everything will turn out okay in the end.
They served food and forced dad and me to eat together, and in small gestures such as that, I know, that even without words, they were trying to patch things up. I am relieved that they did not just blindly take my side, and that we did not have that awkward air in the house for long.
For these and much much more, I am grateful and feel extremely blessed for my mom and dad. Love them immensely when you grow up.
This blog contains my thoughts and my ramblings, stories of our family, and random stuff I find along the way -- things I want my children to remember long after I am gone. May you learn more about Mommy as you read each post, and know that I love you all very much.
