love

There is sometimes a day when you just and suddenly feel nothing but love. I was visiting my dearest friends, Lia and Facundo and their kids, Carla and Noak. They were renovating their house, making a room for Carla and Noak. Paints, toys, stuccos, tools were all over..... It was a total mess. Then, the kids were of course making a big mess over the mess. While the daddy, Facundo was fixing the wall with stuccos and the mommy was trying to clean the mess, the 2-year-old son was driving a toy-car in the mess with irresistible smile. There was background music of a cry by 4-year-old daughter who tumbled or the son who consistently needed his mommy’s attention on and off. Then, the mommy and daddy were arguing in Spanish. Nothing was in order, but I just felt so much love inside of this chaotic house. While they were arguing, I just said to them, " you guys are the best parents that I ever met." It wasn't sarcasm. I meant it from the bottom of my heart. They both are artists and they are not rich. They have to sacrifice what they used to do for the kids and they are trying to find the way to balance out in between family and the individual needs. Though nothing in the house was fancy, almost everything like a bed and table for kids, a bath and a kitchen, was their hand made. The house is like a mechanical factory, which reminds me of a movie by Hayao Miyazaki. On the birthday for the kids, that’s the time for Lia to express herself as the artist. The cakes that she made, a tropical fish-like cake for Carla, a lion-like cake for Noak,were absolutely funky and sweet. Just staying at their house makes me feel love. Just seeing them makes me feel love even in the middle of the mess and mess. After Facundo left the house for his counseling appointment, Lia was a bit bitching about the mess that he left. I just said to her, “ you guys are amazing,” and I started crying over feeling love. We laughed together after all. This form of the family was my dream, since I was little. I never had that, as I was always alone at home. Nowadays, people have a nanny for kids. People are too busy for kids. What they manage to do, despite their struggle, is precious and beautiful. That night, the least I could was to cook for them. We, Lia, Carla, Noak, and I, had dinner together and danced together. I was completely soaked into water called love that day.