I wish I was old enough at the time to understand what it’s like to have grandparents. Now that they’re all gone and I’m older I don’t know what it’s like to have grandparents. My dad’s parents didn’t make it out in the secret war in Laos, my mom’s parents passed away couple years ago when I was a child. I see everyone hanging out with their grandparents and I’m just sitting here wishing I knew my grandparents and had spent time with them. Working at an assisted living home just makes me feel like it sort of makes up for what I never had. It’s hard, and I wish I really still have grandparents living because they give you great advice and motivation.
Those who love you are not fooled by mistakes you have made or dark images you hold about yourself. They remember your beauty when you feel ugly; your wholeness when you are broken; your innocence when you feel guilty; and your purpose when you are confused.
If you can’t even make a conversation continuous why do you bother saying hi to me all the time? Stop bothering me, 50 hi’s and no answer back isn’t obvious to you? [smh]
Ma is lecturing my nieces who are 5 and 6. Geez, stop talking to yourself.
I’m just going to brush it off; nothing and nobody can stop me from enjoying my fun in Florida. When my imperfections are shown in the future, know that I am just a reflection of your imperfections. Thanks.