My grandmother is rolling out a practice of dropping on the means house from Bridge Club. Her latest tumble were held her precious cargo went catapulting into the air while she was carrying a bag full of fresh berries; as her body hit the pavement. Sitting upright regarding the ny sidewalk, her small frame post-fall that is shaking she just had two concerns for passersby: “Is my fruit bruised?” and “Can you call my better half?”

Particular attributes that are human can’t withstand the test of the time — the accuracy of y our vision, the effectiveness of our bones, the synchronicity of y our limbs. But we often tend to grow even stronger in our convictions as we grow seemingly weaker on the outside, my grandparents have demonstrated that, internally. My body that is grandmother’s may battling the adversary of the time, but her adoration for my grandfather (and fruits) continues to be an ally. Love, this indicates, can age quite nicely. Read More