But there was one man; My grandfather on my mother’s side. He was one of kind and could never be replaced. He taught me how to act like a lady, how to cook, and to take care of my things and how to love well. He also taught me to think for myself, that treasure can be found many places, and
I walked out onto the sand, closer and closer to the waves brushing gently up against the shore. My heart and mind heavy, I sank down on a bank that had been washed away making it just the right height for my feet to land on the wet sand and surf below. The sun’s colors danced on one horizon as the moon dipped away on the other. It wasn’t quite morning, and yet it wasn’t still night.
Have you ever been at a place and time in your life where everyday seemed to linger longer than the last? Tasks seemed to take forever or completing them feels as if you are wading through molasses? Nothing is moving. Nothing is changing. Nothing gives way to something better?
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