📓 Tuesday, May 5, 2026 — 6:38 p.m.
Today I was thinking about how much I enjoyed watching Michael at my local theater with my parents.
My parents are Mexican.
They don’t speak English.
But I thought:
“With Michael… I don’t think it’ll matter.”
It didn’t.
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We showed up thirty minutes late.
As expected.
My dad ran late doing deliveries.
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Sitting there in the darkness…
Michael playing with Bubbles the monkey…
I started laughing.
So did my mom.
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I got us some wings.
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What stayed with me wasn’t just the movie.
It was why we went.
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The idea came to me Monday.
I was watching a Lakers video on YouTube.
The team was having a cookout together.
And I thought:
“What if something simple like that could help my family?”
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So I invited everyone.
My mom.
My dad.
My younger sister.
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Everyone agreed.
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Then Friday came.
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“I can’t go. My ears hurt.” — my sister.
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Maybe they did.
Maybe they didn’t.
I don’t know.
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But sitting there with my parents…
watching them laugh…
having a good time…
I realized something.
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Maybe I need to stop focusing only on what didn’t happen…
and appreciate what did.
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My family has never been stable.
For a lot of reasons.
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But for one night…
we went to the movies together.
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And honestly?
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I’m glad I tried.
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What’s something small you tried… that meant more than you expected?
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