My parents-in-law - my life's perfect seasoning!
As I write today, I'm looking down memory lane at that time, 15 years ago, when I gingerly walked into house #138. I vividly remember being surrounded by kind faces and warm smiles, yet my heart went at the rate of 120 beats per minute. I had taken the leap, I had chosen my partner and walked down the isle. I was now a part of the Puttaswamy home and in my world, there was no looking back! The younger me smiled, donning a brave façade, yet the mind was racing... this is it, this is my life now; these are people who will parent me; this is my home and this is where I will start my own little family! Would I fit in without rocking this boat? Would I be good enough to earn their love and respect? Would they put up with me the way the Sequeira's did? As a child, I was a brat, as a teenager, I sure was not an easy nut to crack, as an adult, I was tough. I made certain unacceptable choices because I knew that my parents would come around; they would never ever give up on me....
