Sunday, March 18, 2007
grandparents, in effect, are just as vulnerable as children. only, because they are old, and are adults, they are less taken care of, less love and concern rendered. less time spent with them. it's no wonder old people are so lonely.
looking at a friend's grandad, i felt an overwhelming sense of loss. and regret. of loathe for humankind. who never cherish what they have until it has been lost. right now, i want my grandparents back. but i can just as safely say that whatever i say i will do now if they were here, in reality would not be performed if they were indeed here.
we can make countless excuses for our actions, we can make countless laments, we can blame countless others for our situations, but ultimately, there is no one to blame but us.
on a side note: i've been told that i whined like a little kid while i was sleeping yesterday. hmmm. why?
--Merci tout le monde--
10:15:00 AM
