sad times, indeed.
closing yet another chapter in our happy home life -- this time, it's with our uber-fantastic-but-apparently-not-uber-honest cook & baker.
yesterday was the fateful day we caught her taking home food that wasn't hers.
i'm certain this wasn't the first time.
perhaps she doesn't realize what we have tried so hard to give her over the last 7 years:
1. earning way above minimum wage, a decent amount to make positive changes in her life.
2. means and opportunity to go home daily, so that she doesn't have to spend nights away from her baby just to make us that occasional midnight snack while we watch dvd.
3. weekends at home, so that she experiences what everyone (we believe) should -- a five day work-week that allows two days of cherished family time.
4. a working environment that doesn't use fear and distrust to get things done.
5. etc., etc., etc.
and as fate would have it, under the unlikeliest of circumstances, i did see what i had hoped not to see -- that for so long she's been taking what's not hers, as if saying that what we work so hard to give is simply not enough.
i wonder what had brought me to all-of-a-sudden see the light?
perhaps it was that little black guardian (now deemed protector) that we received on that same day.
perhaps it's the effects of my ongoing novena to my favorite saint (who was believed to be a heretic because of her very non-churchy-but-spiritual writings).
or maybe because we have another guardian who was celebrating his 3rd birthday in heaven on that same day.
whatever and whoever was the reason behind this, we remain grateful (though broken hearted).
(and secretly, i'm excited to start anew... learn recipes, cook healthy meals, and be that martha-stewart wife i've always dreamed to be)
