Not alone with Sorrowful Remembrances...
(apolitical)
My paternal grandmother Dorothy died ten years ago today; my memory reminded me this during Child Development Psychology class in the early AM. I reflected for a moment and then wrote into my little black book:
"Many things less than perfect, not a tragedy or cause for sorrow. The limitations of life are integral parts to its design. Grandma died ten years ago today; I wonder if anyone else remembers..."
Those ellipses appear in the book; I didn't discontinue the quote. It appears in its entirety, as do I where I appear. I was confident my family hadn't forgotten, but I was a little worried that our fast-pace living might have made it difficult to discern subtle but serene landscape features as we whizzed by. I am happy that it hasn't: many Emails I received today prove we have not forgotten.
My paternal grandmother Dorothy died ten years ago today; my memory reminded me this during Child Development Psychology class in the early AM. I reflected for a moment and then wrote into my little black book:
"Many things less than perfect, not a tragedy or cause for sorrow. The limitations of life are integral parts to its design. Grandma died ten years ago today; I wonder if anyone else remembers..."
Those ellipses appear in the book; I didn't discontinue the quote. It appears in its entirety, as do I where I appear. I was confident my family hadn't forgotten, but I was a little worried that our fast-pace living might have made it difficult to discern subtle but serene landscape features as we whizzed by. I am happy that it hasn't: many Emails I received today prove we have not forgotten.
posted by Daniel Black | 7:39 PM
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