Memories

I brought my grandkids back home to Oklahoma today.  It took — forever — to get here!  We stopped a lot for potty breaks and once for a snack that took an hour to eat.  We stopped at the quilt shop to show off the kids, get a few magazines and have yet another potty break. 

After getting here, the girls unpacked their suitcase and even their backpacks that were left on the floor in their rush to go visit Texas.  During all of this, a discussion came up about recycling, I discovered that they had thrown away all of the school papers (from kindergarten on) that I had gathered for them in California after their mother had died.  We had only kept the precious ones that had special memories.  And they tossed them out like trash.  I’m so sad.

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  1. Chris says:

    I understand how you feel Sharon. I think younger generations do not hold onto nor necessarily appreciate things from their past the way you and I do. It’s a whole new world out there and while I try to survive and change I’m missing the simple way life used to be.

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