My 3rd degree cousin’s first-born celebrated his 1st birthday few days ago! 🙂
Here’s the story. I wasn’t invited because they only prepared a little for very select few. They are not the poorest but they can barely make it to invite 5 more people. Filipino culture it is in the province that neighbors get the unspoken invitation first. But anyway, I forced my cousin to invite me telling her that I’d bring my own food, and I did! 🙂
We attended the 1st birthday party of Xian who was not feeling well.
We walked a good 1 kilometer passing through the school I attended for my elementary years and the rice field where I used to walk back and forth to fetch for drinking water.
Blyf had a blast meeting her cousins and get to play with them. It’s for Blyf to know her relatives and know that she has loads of relatives, too! She is not alone.
Pride hinders us to connect with people, friends and family and have fun and be happy. I invited myself because I know they’ll appreciate it. I’m not sure but I think I hated pride most of the time, though I can’t help but have it, too. Eliminating pride is not automatic. Yes, we walked home happy. Memories added to our Bank of Love and Happiness.