Flashback. My family and I had just finished hearing mass. As we walk back to the car, it's a habit of mine to look around, checking whether some of my classmates heard mass, too. This particular Sunday, as I finished scanning the Church grounds, I reached out to hold my dad's hand. Not looking, I was wondering why the hand I was trying to hold, was letting go of mine! Only to realize that it WAS NOT my dad's hand I was holding! I was 7 years old then.
Fast forward to last Sunday. I was in a toy store looking for a gift for my god child, when suddenly a little boy (without looking) grabbed by arm, pulled me towards him and starting telling me all about this action figure that he wanted for himself. He was holding onto my arm real tight that I couldn't just pull-away. So I just told him, "hey, sweetie. i 'm not your mommy."
Life has indeed gone full circle :)
Fast forward to last Sunday. I was in a toy store looking for a gift for my god child, when suddenly a little boy (without looking) grabbed by arm, pulled me towards him and starting telling me all about this action figure that he wanted for himself. He was holding onto my arm real tight that I couldn't just pull-away. So I just told him, "hey, sweetie. i 'm not your mommy."
Life has indeed gone full circle :)
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