The past two weeks have been a little bit insane.
Honestly, if you tell me to tell you what happened, I really wouldn't be able to tell you in detail which is why I am writing down things that I remember in the hopes that I'll be able to look back and say to myself, "this is what happened."
It was a day of blessing. The family that I have not seen or spoken to in years turned up. The family that I have adopted over the years was also there.
M cooked for us for the first time and it was a hit. Everyone loved the carbonara he made. In fact, I barely had a taste because it was gone in an instant.
Even Jollibee sent him food!
He had a surprise lunch with friends the next day that I organized.
And I cooked for him. It was tiring and I now know that I will never, ever open a restaurant if I had to be the one to cook. Hats off to all the Moms who labor in the kitchen during holidays and on a daily basis. Standing the whole time, chopping, cooking, and praying that everything tastes well is HARD work.
It was grueling and busy since I still had to work at night and then make things happen in the morning but it was definitely worth it to see my son extremely happy.
Happy 17th my love.
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Hi! Let's all try to add more positivity in this world and adhere to the saying, "if you don't have anything nice to say, keep silent."
Showering you with unicorn poop so you'd always stay magical! Heart heart!