I asked the question and the answers weren’t what I expected ðŸ˜ðŸ˜ƒ

So, I asked the question: “Do you feel loved?”

I asked the 19yr old first her response: “Why? What did I do? Are you giving me back?” (She’s grafted in) I explained why I asked and she laughed, “Girl yes! You scared me! Wait, if I say no do I get a car? 😐

Next, the 17yr old: “Um, is this a trick question? 😳 Me: Dude, just answer the question. I: Of course mom… now can you take me to Taco Bell 😐

The 9yr old: Of course I do Nana. I know you love me cuz you cook me food.” 😶

At this point I thought I was missing something. So I decided to ask the 16yr old girl… it was close to her moon time so I knew I’d get an honest answer.

She stared at me, “Seriously Nana? I don’t know where we’d be without you. I mean I sometimes hate it here in this house, with these people but I know y’all love me cuz I’m special!”

Sigh, I don’t know truly what answer I was looking for, but it appears to me that I’ve done away with that NO ONE LOVES ME thing.

O wait, the 5yr old… “Well, Nana, I know you love me and I love you but not as much as I love Papa. I’m his bag of sugar and you say I’m ur bag of salt… so I know he loves me more exactly. “

I just hope I’m around when she discovers the importance of salt.

Anywhooooo, don’t be afraid to ask the question.

Published by THEMrsSearcy

I wrote my very first novel in the third grade. I remember that it went the way of most loaned one of a kind books written in a ringed notebook. Many years later I lost yet another one that very same way. I no longer "loan" any of my original manuscripts. I'm presently working to finish each and everything I've started by the summer. There truly isn't any reason why I can't achieve that goal. It's been far too, no comments Cece Buffie... I know Girl. My Ace Boon... well you know LOVE YOU, LADY! I am happily married with children, a dog, and a turtle.

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