Pictured from left to right: Anamaria, Little Mattie, Raquel, Sarah, Junior, Marla and Jesus ready to go see The Nutcracker at the Majestic Theater.
Sweet surprise that my younger son, Junior gave us, my wife and I this evening!
Since I don't have Black Thunder in running condition, Anamaria went to pick me up from work, and when we got home, Junior and Sarah (his girlfriend) had cooked dinner for us. And although is not the first time that they do things like that for us, it took me by surprise, given that they moved out of our house back in November, the week before Thanksgiving Day to be precise.
And so it was moving to see them in our kitchen preparing a full meal of blackened Tilapia cured in white wine and capers, breaded shrimp, mashed potatoes and freshly brewed coffee. Delightful. I liked it so much that I said that they should do this more often, like say, twice a week or so.
We thanked them and Sarah said that on the contrary, they were thankful of us for helping them out.
Anyway, I don't know about Junior (and maybe I should be more vocal) but now that he moved out, I miss him and I'm sure that his mom does too. Even though we didn't always see each other every day due to our conflicting schedules of work and school, that times that we had the opportunities we talk of everything, from politics to cars, his siblings and us parents.
I just wanted to write this for posterity. I will seize that next chance and tell him that I miss having him around. I know that sooner or later children have to leave the nest and it may take some time to realize that, they have to build on their lives and memories with families of their own, and that my wife and I only have each other for whatever future God has for us.
I also know that is only a matter of time Raquel will leave too, although she is less and less around.
God Bless my children and my memories of our happy times togheter.
I better stop here, I start getting emotional right away, I am such a wuzz.
Since I don't have Black Thunder in running condition, Anamaria went to pick me up from work, and when we got home, Junior and Sarah (his girlfriend) had cooked dinner for us. And although is not the first time that they do things like that for us, it took me by surprise, given that they moved out of our house back in November, the week before Thanksgiving Day to be precise.
And so it was moving to see them in our kitchen preparing a full meal of blackened Tilapia cured in white wine and capers, breaded shrimp, mashed potatoes and freshly brewed coffee. Delightful. I liked it so much that I said that they should do this more often, like say, twice a week or so.
We thanked them and Sarah said that on the contrary, they were thankful of us for helping them out.
Anyway, I don't know about Junior (and maybe I should be more vocal) but now that he moved out, I miss him and I'm sure that his mom does too. Even though we didn't always see each other every day due to our conflicting schedules of work and school, that times that we had the opportunities we talk of everything, from politics to cars, his siblings and us parents.
I just wanted to write this for posterity. I will seize that next chance and tell him that I miss having him around. I know that sooner or later children have to leave the nest and it may take some time to realize that, they have to build on their lives and memories with families of their own, and that my wife and I only have each other for whatever future God has for us.
I also know that is only a matter of time Raquel will leave too, although she is less and less around.
God Bless my children and my memories of our happy times togheter.
I better stop here, I start getting emotional right away, I am such a wuzz.
