When I was in high school, I watched this movie entitled, “The Joy Luck Club”. I think I was with my mom and sisters when we watched it. The movie tells the story of four women who escaped their difficult lives in China, went to the US, had daughters who all seem to inherit their weaknesses and how they all were able to rise up to their shortcomings and get better.
There was this part where everyone was having dinner and they were eating crab. June, who thinks her mom always compares her to the beautiful Waverly, got angry at the latter because she thinks that she is never good enough. Her mom told her that it’s not true and uses the sample of the crabs they had for dinner to emphasize. At the table, Waverly immediately gets the claw, which is the best part but June gets the smallest piece because she wants others to get the better ones. Her mom says that it’s because June has a good quality heart.
It has been a running joke in our family that my eldest sister, Cla, is June because she always gets the part or piece that is smaller. On the other hand, they tease me as the good quality crab because I always want the best part. This held true for the past 10-12 years up until three days ago..
Reg and I were having dinner at home. I made fried pampano. I was deboning it for him (he only likes fish fillets) when I CAUGHT myself giving him almost all of the meat, leaving just the head and thorny parts for me to pick. I found it funny how I was caring more about his needs than just giving us one side each. I guess eventually, no matter how spoiled you are, you subconsciously adjust to care more about the needs of your spouse. 😂
Caring is sharing. Now I understand. 💖
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