A change?...

A few weeks ago I donated money to St. Jude’s Children’s Hospital, and sent my sister a card, honoring her. She’s 4 and can’t read, but in the card I said I was doing that so God would always protect her. I thought that sending the card was enough for God to listen, even if Cookie wouldn’t actually read it. To my surprise, mom read it to her. Ok, my first surprise was that the card didn’t get thrown away with the mail mom considers “unimportant”, including my Law school applications… Yes, I was happy that Cookie knew I had sent her a card. But I was even happier with the fact that my mom took the time to read it to her, considering I’m the only one who reads her bedtime stories. Or so I thought. Apparently, mom has been doing that, too. And has been teaching her how to draw. The fights have also stopped, and it seems like mom has finally decided to be a mom. I don’t know how the change happened, but I’m glad it did.