One swing set, well worn but structurally sound, seeks new home. Make memories with your kid or kids so that someday he or she or they will look into the backyard and feel the ache of sentimentality as desperately as I did this afternoon. It's all fragile and fleeting, dear reader, but with this swing set, your child(ren) will be introduced to the ups and downs of human life gently and safely, and may also learn the most important lesson of all: No matter how hard you kick, no matter how high you get, you can't go all the way around. [John Green, The Fault in Our Stars]
Life is peculious. I’m noticing this more Now that Mum is gone. Everyone has a litany of complaints and side commentaries. Things that annoy us are pretty much universal. And we carry on, all of us, as though Time will BE forever and the offenders and annoyances are mere distractions.
Distractions of our own choosing, I might add. We’re NOT victims, any of us. NOT really, but that is like the so many other things we’ll eventually need to let go of in Life.
It is true that we canNOT take anything with us come The End. We canNOT even BE sure of what happens to all we leave BEhind.
I love you, Currie