 The very first love you know is the love of your mother and father. The secure feeling you have in their arms while under their watch and care, the endless advice they try to give even though you feel you know what's best, and the way they are able to soothe your aches and pains like no other gives you a sense of safety that can only be described as absolutely and completely amazing. All of these things are typically hard for anyone to top which makes parents become heroes in the eyes of their children.
Not often enough do you hear about that same type of love for grandparents, but trust me it exists in the most magical way. As a child you never truly understand the process of aging, that part of life doesn't begin to happen until around mid 40's for most, when you come to the realization that you are getting older and things are starting to change. You don't see as well as you used to, your leg hurts a little more than it did yesterday, you need glasses for something you were able to read fine a few months ago. The list goes on and on. All of these things are called life, or as my grandmother used to say, just keep on living.
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"It matters not what I write or how I write; be it dreadful, awful, terrible, no matter what I write, I am a writer. That is all that matters" ~James Baldwin
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