BE CAREFUL WITH WHAT YOU SAY…
WORDS CAN HURT 😞 MUCH MORE THAN
A SLAP 👋……..
THE AFTER EFFECTS….
…… I continued to cook dinner .... she locked herself in her bedroom… I was really uncomfortable and wish I could leave and go home… my emotions was running high and wild….
I felt guilty and badly for causing her rage… but I had mixed feelings.. the more I think about the conversation.. I come up with the conclusion that I didn’t actually say anything to have cause her reacting in that manner..
And… come to think about it she was very mean and somewhat rude to the point of disrespect… shouldn’t I have reminded her of who she was talking to and asked her to address me with more respect than that..
I didn’t even raise my voice once. I maintain my composure.. why then am I so forgiving and remorseful.. could it be because I’m in her home….
Is it because she is pregnant..
I find myself very understanding and even compassionate towards her… my throat was tightening up again..and my eyes were filling up with tears.. accidentally spilling down my face..
I think it’s because I liked her so much and I wanted so much to spend this time with her… we don’t really communicate too often and I so much wanted be close with her..
This is a side of her I never saw or known..
So after I finish cooking I thought I would go see if she has calm down and try to break the ice. .. letting her know that I’m not mad.. hoping she would be receptive to my gesture…
She was very cold and distant..and had an negative attitude…
So I just back away disappointingly.. and utter a “OUCH “……
I went to my grandson room… I was not feeling too good and again I wish I could leave… why did I invite my silly ass over… I question myself…
My son came home but I didn’t go out to greet him…
But later on I decided to go and put away the food for the night… she didn’t come out if her room all evening..
John was sitting on the couch and he came in the kitchen to ask me why did I say that to her about her son..
So I had to explain to him the conversation we had that leads up to me mentioning her son to her..
I broke down in the middle of the story and my son..he doesn’t know how to deal with emotions…so he was getting uncomfortable 😣 and asked me to stop… so I did..
I finished up with my what I was doing and went back to the room.. I lay there for hours going over and over in my mind the incident that occurred…
She chooses to tell john just the comment I made about her son… shaking my head… and to think of it …..she was the one who said everything she wanted John to believe I said…
I dozed off with tears flowing… I was very hurt for more reasons than one..
I didn’t get up with my grandson that morning….but after they left For school I got up.. got ready.. pack my belongings.. and decided to go sit outside in the backyard until my son wakes up…
She was on the couch.. I shouted , ” good morning 😃☀️🌞 Megan “….
I didn’t get a reply.. so as I was passing to go through the door to the backyard.. I asked,
” are you okay today??….”
She replied very sarcastically and very nonchalantly ..
“As good as I’m going to be “….
I replied.. “that’s good “….
I sensed her indifference and her detachment… so I just leave her alone..
TO BE CONTINUED…