My parents are coming to visit this weekend. Ms has met my parents once, over Christmas. She walked in the house, off a 6 hour plane ride, and was handed a glass of wine and a joint (it was Christmas, after all). My parents love Ms, certainly in part because it seems I have finally gotten over my tendency to pick construction workers and drug addicts.
Ms and I come from two different worlds though, and sometimes I feel guilty that my parents are so readily accepting of our life when hers are not. Still, there has been progress – like the email this morning from her mother that said, “You have found someone that makes you whole and I am so happy for you”. Baby steps.
This weekend my Jewish family will cook Easter dinner for Ms and two of our closest friends – another Miss & Ms duo. Cheers to the next generation of the American family.
xoxo,
Miss
1 comment:
ha. cheers indeed.
wait....are we two of your closest friends? YIPEE!
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