We left in the late afternoon, heading outside to the cars in twos and threes so as not to crowd the entryway. Finally, there was just me, SIL, Little Great-Niece in her car seat/carrier and her mom, who was gathering up all the paraphernalia that goes along with taking an infant anywhere these days.
SIL was gazing lovingly at her adorable granddaughter (as she should, right?). "You know," she said to her daughter-in-law, "there is something so special about being a grandparent, seeing your grandchildren. My mother told me the same thing, and it's true!"
I quietly put on my sandals and joined the others outside.
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Ouch.
ReplyDeleteMy life is full of these moments, times when things are said and I am quiet and nobody notices.
Abiding with you <3
Ouch:-(
ReplyDeleteOh, for goodness sake. I’m rolling my eyes. Not at you, at SIL. Couldn’t she have said that at any other time? Argh! I’m so sorry you had to hear that, and feel that ouch moment. Sending hugs from Africa. Mali (‘cos logging in from my iPad is too problematic, lol)
ReplyDeleteYes -- and I wondered whether Younger Nephew's Wife (who has had her own struggles getting this baby here...!) noticed?? Thanks for commenting in the middle of your holiday! :)
DeleteOuch, ouch, ouch. Sending you a belated hug. What awful, thoughtless timing to say such a thing.
ReplyDeleteOh, dear. I'm sorry for that insensitivity. So brazen, yet not even noticed.
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