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okay I know three posts in a day is pushing it but...
It just struck me that today's the 12th anniversary of my grandmother's passing. I was 7 but I still remember snippets of her; and her funeral still plays vividly in my mind. Strange the way we remember events, people, things that mean so much to us even after so long.The little things I remember about her - how she would buy me 20cent ice-cream cones from the ice-cream man downstairs [ikr ice-cream cones were 20cents last time. INFLATION HAS HIT HARD] Then she'll ask me to eat the ice-cream and after I've done that she'll throw the cone away and I'll be :[ because IT'S MY CONE but I never said anything. I thought it was a fetish or something because she did that every single time. Then years later I asked my daddy why she did that and then I found out she used to wrap ice-cones in an ice-cream factory and she saw how the workers didn't use gloves to wrap and how they were v dirty etc. That was a long long LONNNNNGGGGG time ago but she still thought ice-cream cones were dirty. So yup I was deprived of ice-cream cones whenever she bought them for me. BUT I MISS HERRRRRRR buying me ice-creams and stuff, knowing that you've got a grandma. It's just different.
I guess things change. And they can't go back to the way they were.
“some people feel like they don't deserve love. they walk away quietly into empty spaces, trying to close the gaps of the past.”
“This is how you do it: you sit down at the keyboard and you put one word after another until its done. It's that easy, and that hard.”
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