The relentless forward march of time produces many events in our lives, both fair and unfair. These events in turn, merge into a bittersweet mosaic called “memories,” Those memories never diminish or get easier to bear. We merely condition ourselves.
It’s called acceptance.
To paraphrase you from posts gone by, "chin up, and tits out."
thanks for stopping by and saying howdy...Goddess bless your little sweethearts. Please be kind to each other while commenting..don't make me find you like a heat seeking missile and bip you into a coma..if you would like to talk to yellowdog..send to yellowdoggranny@yahoo.com.....
would have been 93 today..
*Hugs*
ReplyDeleteI would hope it would get easier over the years - but it seems like it never does.
Hope you find your rainbow soon - (a real one, made with rain would be best).
Know too well where your thoughts are today Jackie.
ReplyDelete(((hugs)))
You'll always be his little girl and the apple of his eye. Hugs today.
ReplyDeleteHugs, hugs, hugs, and more hugs...
ReplyDelete...just because.
The relentless forward march of time produces many events in our lives, both fair and unfair. These events in turn, merge into a bittersweet mosaic called “memories,” Those memories never diminish or get easier to bear. We merely condition ourselves.
ReplyDeleteIt’s called acceptance.
To paraphrase you from posts gone by, "chin up, and tits out."
Love,
Dan
thank you all..it really helped.
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