Real Love & Extended Family
Started off as a temporary marriage until she becomes a legit citizen, but they developed into a real relationship. That worked out well, except he’s 29 and she’s 43. Still, there’s no crime in that. Like I said, “Age Ain’t Nothing But a Number,” but his families disapprove, and they think she cast voodoo on him (still a common practice in Cambodia?). Because of family pressures, he moved out to be with her. As a closed friend, I support his decision. Adviced him to do whatever he feels right and what makes him happy. I am sure the family will come around. These days, people fall in love with their heads first, not too many follow their hearts; therefore, he has my admiration for going with his feelings. Even if the relationship won’t work out later on, at least he will walk away without any regret because he has loved with all of his heart. So keep your head up and do your thang, boy. I am with you. Got nothing but love for ya.
My boy and I go way back to junior high years. Then I got to know his two younger brothers (also in their twenties) as well as the rest of his family. They sort of “adopted” me ever since they moved in a block from my sister’s house. I guess it is because of my dark skin advantage, which I have always been mistaken for a Cambodian, and I spend way too much time at their crib. Even now whenever I come to visit my sister, they always throw a BBQ or something. Can’t get enough of that banging Cambodian steak sauce (po hok) his mom made. One time, his pops, him, his youngest brother (who I hang out with most of the time nowaday), and I went to a buffet. Pops brought along his wife’s savory po hok and we clean the steaks up in the place. Damn those were the days. I still come over the house whenever I go back to Lancaster, but it is just not same without him around. These folks are real special to me, and I am thankful for the love they are giving me—my extended family.
Hooray to unconditional love.
That’s very nice of you to share this story Donny. Love and loyalty are two beautiful things of life :)
Is he VietNamese Donny? That is a big gap.
No offense Donny, my newest favorite blogger, but the words that jumped out at me were (you cleaned up the steaks from the buffet restaurant). Hearing (reading) that embarrasses me to no end. And then to top it off, you brought your own (yummy) sauce to help you clean up the restaurant’s food. Ugghh! Maybe you’re not one my my favorites after all…I’m sure most of us tend to eat a lot (more than we normally do) when we go to a buffet all-you-can-eat kind of place, but I think some of us still try to be fair and let the place be able to survive too.
I was making a joke about cleaning up the place, like we can eat that much, but take it how you want, doesn’t matter to me. I don’t write to be one of your favorite bloggers.
Donny you are so skinny!!
You would have blow up so big
if you ate all those steaks!! :)
Steaks very bad for you. I like it too but I will only eat it like once a month. It clog up all your arteries.. I know alot of steak lovers who underwent heart bypass over the years .. No steaks for me!!