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We spent the weekend with David's parents. I was told, in no uncertain terms, that there was no way I was escaping my inherited Jewish mother. She is one of the most magnificent people I have ever known. My boys will still have grandparents and I will still have surrogate parents.
"We weren't consulted," she says in her heavy Brooklyn accent, "We don't want to break up with you. I will just have a daughter now, instead of a daughter-in-law. And that's all there is to it. So, when are we going to visit you in Texas?"
"I really think he's lost his mind," his father says as he shrugs his shoulders, "But what are ya gonna do? I'm not losing my grandkids out of it. That's all I can tell ya."
They rock. In a multitude of ways.
"We weren't consulted," she says in her heavy Brooklyn accent, "We don't want to break up with you. I will just have a daughter now, instead of a daughter-in-law. And that's all there is to it. So, when are we going to visit you in Texas?"
"I really think he's lost his mind," his father says as he shrugs his shoulders, "But what are ya gonna do? I'm not losing my grandkids out of it. That's all I can tell ya."
They rock. In a multitude of ways.