Special Chapter VI

"I'm not mad at you, Mom. I'm just disappointed of how you managed to share your time with us and with your business. We're aware how much you love your Cafe, but in the end, it hurts that we need to beg just to have your time." Stella said sadly.

When I looked at my oldest daugther, Stacey. She just smiled at me. She doesn't say a word, but with her gaze I know that she understand me. But I can sense how my decisions and actions really affect them.

"But you know, Mom. We've talked about a lot this whole day. You heard our side, and we heard yours too. There's no point in making a drama because, after all, no one's family is perfect. And even though you are our mom, there's no explanation why you went through this. You're still a person, Mom, a person who made her own decision. Who want to do it alone. And having a family doesn't mean you aren't able to do the things you love. "You just need the right time management to manage all the priorities on your plate." Stella added that, whic