u/Individual_Serious

So I was sitting in my living room with my 2 daughters, original and only husband, one Son in Law, 2 grandchildren along with 2 dogs and my brother. It just felt so happy and content.

It hit me like a ton of bricks to cherish this moment. This memory …And I did/do! My mom and dad always thought I was a disappointment to them.

My parents passed away many years ago. And yet I am sitting in a room with all I love and cherish, and I felt an odd sort of acknowledged. A feeling of being so blessed.

Is that weird?