Lessons Learned - from lil black book

Lessons Learned
from my grandmother...

...But I wonder what the rest of my family is doing. I'm currently surronded by senior citizens and they are not my own. And I think about my gdad or my grandmother and what they must be doing right now.

With my grandmother I've learned one type of lesson.

Love is a choice

Love is a miracle.

Love never changes (truly).

Love always times to make residence.

Love is the only thing that makes me cry and laugh at the same EXACT time.

I've passed three cemeteries on my way to the beach. This horrible fear came over me that sooner or later I may be visinting one. I'll perhaps visit a lot on certain afternoon where I'll miss them dearly. And I get a lil sad.