I sympathize a lot here, but also realize that nothing comes of wishing change wouldn't happen. After all, if there was no change, we'd be up to our hips in trilobites.
As cool, and creepy, as that would be.
As cool, and creepy, as that would be.
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- Brigid
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- I'm Brigid, not my birth-name, but the one I chose for Confirmation. It's a Catholic thing. Want to learn more about how I grew up? Check out my semi-autobiographical webcomic, Mary Quite Contrary. The closest I've come to earning a living as a writer is one summer I worked as a feature columnist for a small-town newspaper. I've been telling and writing stories my whole life, though, and, hey, it's something I enjoy. Whether I manage to make a buck at it isn't that important to me.
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*hug* Yeah. It's no fun having grandparents grow old.
*sigh*
Rob H.
Thanks.
And now I feel kinda dumb as I realize that I forgot to give this post a title. d'oh!
This one sparked a lot of old memories in me, with regards to my own grandparents. Grandpa was sort of the heart and soul of that house before he passed away. There was still a lot of love there after he was gone, but something was always missing, never felt quite the same. To paraphrase Mary, sometimes I wish that we could stay children, remain innocent forever; but then, without any change there'd be an overabundance of kids and not enough adults on this planet, sort of like in that old "Star Trek" episode.
@ Brigid: Don't worry about the title. One of the marks of a good story (be it 1000 pages or a single line) is that it evokes an emotional response in the reader. And I think that you nailed that here. ;D
@Dan: Thanks. I like to think a lot of people, perhaps most, have warm and fuzzy memories about their grandparents. I know I do.
Brigid,
Yeah - there's been a lot of change in the last couple years for the family - and more coming.
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