Thank you to my beautiful, warmhearted friends who gave me unsolicited gifts; quite humbled and touched by your thoughtfulness @elaine_quadra @tellyenki. In this #CoronaVirus pandemic and the protests of indignation and justice for #GeorgeFloyd, I am grateful to have your love, warming up my heart.
Seeing my 5yo granddaughter gives me and hubby a highlight daily, thinking of how to feed her nutritious foods, preparing smart games to engage her mind and her beautiful heart and keeping her engaged. She too warms up our hearts.
While looking at a huge photo magnet of our #HolyLand trip, #princess2015la asked, “Where are you here, Grandma?”
Lolo: “Look for the fattest person.”
I reacted and said, “You are mean.”
P: “Grandma, if you say that, it means you married the wrong person. Also, if you say it again, it will hurt Lolo’s feelings.”
Oh my, my bruised ego got a wake up call to think first, before speaking words that hurt, unintentionally.
I learned a lesson from my #princess2015la who understands words can hurt.
But, she forgot the other side of the lesson, when I was referred to as the fat person on the photo, I too got hurt.
Yet, the better angel in me should have said, “that fat remark hurts me,” not because of what was uttered at the moment, but because in the past, being fat became a magnet for being bullied by young playmates and relatives.
Thank you to #princess2015la for my heartfelt lesson. Time to remove identification that fat is hurtful.
When friends say fat to me now, I say, “God loves me so much, he endowed me with much girth too. Thank you for noticing me as fat.”