Growth

Recap: I went to Maryland for a mini (I use this word loosely) Temple reunion, and it was just what my overworked soul needed. It was amazing food (provided by Ted Mack Food Shack) and positive vibes. It felt like the best of kickbacks in undergrad. I couldn't have asked for a better weekend. Even the drive back up to NY with the Waffle House detour was great.

But, this weekend could have went so different. Thanksgiving day wasn't the best. It was my first day off in a while, and I woke up late and thought I could relax and just enjoy the day. I got to my family's house to a literal written list of chores. Then my mom spilled a pan of cold bacon grease on my fresh out the box UGG boots. Like I hadn't even had them on my feet an hour yet. The UGGs I bought myself cause I been working my life away. My #TreatYourself gift. I. Almost. Reacted. But then I remembered, I needed to be grateful. I had the means to buy these UGGs, and actually buy a new pair. I also had my mother (as annoying as she is) present to piss me off. And as someone who only has one living biological parent, I take that fact for granted way too much. So I took a deep breath and said "It's OK... Don't worry about it mommy." And a miracle happened...(Miracle may be a strong word but let me rock). I noticed my mother was really remorseful. Usually my reactions *coughtempercough* to things she does causes her to go in full Gemini defensive mode. She was so sad she ruined the UGGs, she even offered to pay. My grandma and aunts stopped setting the dinner table to try to clean it... (on the second cleaning attempt one of my aunts used baking soda and dawn and scrubbed them like  a cast iron pot and really destroyed them... but I digress). They tried. I realized, despite how much I feel I got to do things alone, I got people to help. If I just let them.

Playing the victim on an obvious mistake would have created such a different tone for my weekend. And that would have been the real tragedy. So not am only am I grateful for my family, friends, and my weekend, but I am definitely grateful for growth... cause 2012 Sioban would have been a different story.