I miss the days of childhood when I was oblivious to all the stresses the grownups faced, the arguments, the financial concerns, the health scares. Back to a day when I was the center of attention oftentimes for my Grandparents. When they were alive to offer their wisdom and in my eyes were gods on earth. I miss trips to Florida with Mawmaw and The Old Man. I miss those carefree days.
Categories: Personal History / My Own Words