I remember adoring my father when I was a kid. I was told that I adored my father since I was born. This month he will turn 80 and I still love him very much.
I loved my mother too, but it was different. Even though I was her "preferred" son. I guess she was overwhelming me with her love and her desire that I do the "right" things, something that can become very suffocating at times. Unfortunately, my mother's star vanished from the sky some years ago. And I miss her. Just as I miss my grandparents. All of them.
I was too young when my father's parents died and I don't remember them well... it's only bits an pieces... but I remember granny's face always being radiant with a big smile. Every time we went there to see them she was waiting for us in the garden (as if she knew we were coming), with her arms spread and always saying "look who's coming to see us!"... I miss them alot... And I very often have tears in my eyes when I think of them just because I would have loved it to spend more time with them. I would give ten years of my life if I only could be with them if only for 5 minutes...
Strolling down Memory Lane brought back a lot of emotions now. I guess I'll have a cigarette now... See you later.
Many moons ago ago I was playing with the idea of moving to Malta too. Maybe it's time to start thinking of it again. I hear they have priceless statuettes over there
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I was thinking of if/what to write on the topic about loving parents.
RE: New word with ending letter
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