these are the days

It was probably be the last time a picture will be taken with my grandmother in that dining room. She's been talking a lot about dying lately, and she said that she wanted to have a meal in her dining room one more time. So, my uncle and some neighbors got together and cleaned out this room, which was piled with tons and tons and papers and boxes and things. and hauled two truckloads to the dump, and we had lunch in it yesterday. It was kind of interesting thing to see so many generations in the same room. My grandmother will be gone one day, and all of this will be bequeathed to her three children. She has left us an awesome legacy that we will always cherish. She is an incredibly awesome person, and the generations to come have certainly benefited from that. These are days you'll remember. Never before and never since, I promise, will the whole world be warm as this. And as you feel it, you'll know it's true that you are blessed and lucky. It's true that you are touched by something that will grow and bloom in you. These are days you'll remember. When May is rushing over you with desire to be part of the miracles you see in every hour. You'll know it's true that you are blessed and lucky. It's true that you are touched by something that will grow and bloom in you. These are days. These are the days you might fill with laughter until you break. These days you might feel a shaft of light make its way across your face. And when you do you'll know how it was meant to be. See the signs and know their meaning. It's true, you'll know how it was meant to be. Hear the signs and know they're speaking to you, to you.
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i hate, hate, hate that i was right about that.
very well written. wow.

hope everything is all right.

take care, friend.

i s novim godam. :)

--reflection
(tara bull)
[Anonymous]
remember the good times and let go of the sadness. even though it's painful, death is just as important as life. hope that doesn't sound horrible. keep your head up.