My childhood had alot of ups and downs. I was really upset one afternoon after coming home from school where I had gotten bullied over a really crappy perm and my grandpa sat me down and looked me in the eyes and said ,
"baby girl the sun will still rise again tomorrow"
At the time it just felt like my feelings were being brushed off and he didn't understand, but that really stuck with me.
When he died when I was 13 I carried it with me.
We get so little time on this planet and even when it rains and pours and storms... The sun still rises and will always rise again tomorrow.
Don't carry the hurt with you , take the little time we get here and be happy.
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littledot:
@tgbobafett77 I know my grandparents were the tough love type too but it was a means of survival for themš @silentobjectorx I'm glad you can relate and take something from my grandpa's words.. That means so much too meš
tgbobafett77:
yea no doubt! heh