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With the ringing of the cell phone,
I saw past the brown haired brown eyed
middle aged mother-in-law to what she was really like.
I eaves dropped into her conversation
without meaning to and found myself lost in it.
She kept on telling the lady
on the other end she doesn't want to intrusive in
her son-in-law's house by bringing
Easter dinner and baskets, but when he asks
her to, she'll be more than willing.
Oh, how I just wanted to hug her
for caring so genuinely for her family
that she's setting aside all the things
she wants to do for them out of true love?!
I wished that I would've had less people,
who didn't care about intruding.
I wanted them to be like her.
I want to share my true learning of respect.