ON I DIDNT GROW UP WITH ROSES: It was 1985. There I was, a month before my 5th birthday holding my grandmothers hand as my Mom spoke to me. Ill be back soon. Be good, okay? But, where are you going? I asked. Be good, okay? She said again. I didnt understand. Heres her stuff. Everythings in here. She said to my grandmother. But where are you going? Can I come? I cried. Her other clothes are in here. I didnt understand. But Mommy! Where are you going?! I screamed. I didnt understand. She hugged me, and turned and walked away. My grandmother looked down and said, Shell be back soon. I didnt see her again until a year and a half later. #AppreciateTheTimeYouHave #BeGrateful #EmbraceYourStruggles #AndForgive #SERIAL
Posted on: Mon, 03 Nov 2014 22:38:00 +0000
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