My grandpa has Alzheimer’s so he has no idea who my grandma is but everyday for the last three or four months he brings her in flowers from their garden and asks her to run away with him and be his wife and everyday she says she already is and everyday the smile my grandpa gets on his face is the most beautiful heartfelt thing I have ever seen.
Everyone always pictures theirself going into the future face-forward, eyes open, and ready. The truth is, we aren’t, are we? If we were going into the future face-first, we’d be able to see it coming. But no, the truth is, the future’s to our backs, and we’re always looking at our past - the recent bits show up so brightly and violently because they’re closest, but sometimes we see something - or maybe it’s someone - in the middle-distance, and wish we could go back to it. But we can’t. So we keep going, walking backwards, stumbling, tripping, falling backwards, bumping into everyone we meet. And sometimes we hold on. And sometimes we let go. We can never take everything with us, it’s too much to hold, too much to juggle. And because we’re going backwards, we go slow, and we amble, and we’re scared of what we can’t see. And that’s okay. But the one vital thing is to remember that we cannot walk forward, and move backwards and that we must not try - if we do, we’ll only stop. And if you stop, you get left behind.
Imagine it. You’re getting ready to go to sleep after a long day. You close your eyes, but in the corner, in a tiny white font
You cannot rest when enemies are nearby
i think instead of the woman taking her husband’s name when they get married or doing the hyphenated thing
couples should just smash their last names together
so like if a Smith married a Grabowski you could be Smabowski or Grabith or Grasmithski
and then as the generations go on the names just get more and more ridiculous
why aren’t we doing this
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