today i found out that my parents almost didn't marry. apparently, the day my mom and dad got married was the day my mom was supposed to enter the convent, and the day my dad was supposed to go gallivanting around the world with a cousin or friend.
hmmm. i wonder how things would have worked out had their respective plans gone through. i wouldn't be blogging about it, that's for sure. my mom would probably be mother superior by now, and my dad the father of several children, no two of them belonging to the same mother. (my dad was a sly one back then, you see.)
and i wouldn't be here.
still, years of my heartaches and laments and all.... i'm glad they got married and decided to have eight children (i'm baby number 8) and that i'm alive. like wolf likes to say --right here. right now.