love me or hate me

It's funny how God works in our lives.
I woke up a few days ago with the idea I had to stop hating this people from this specific country in South America.
I hated them SO BAD that just the thought of them living in South America was like poison to my mind. How stupid!!!
Anyway, to make things short, I took the twins to gymnastics.
Guess what?
The only hispanic nanny there was this woman, who is from this country.
As soon as she said her country I was like: ok. I'm over it.

Now, I can go visit that country and its beauty whenever.
:)