aperture2iris
Growing Up.
Hello World. It's been a tough start to 2013 for me and my family... there's been a very near fatality incident and things have only started to improve.
When are we finally grown ups? Is there such a thing as being an adult or are we forever the children of our parents? I could not think how I could ever deal with the death of my mother whom I love so dearly. Life is so fragile; it could be gone in just a fraction of a second with no forewarning. No alarms. No rewind buttons.
So cherish life and everyone you care for and love if you're not doing so already. Nothing lasts forever... appreciate and be thankful for they're existence. You don't want to regret after they're gone and tell them then how much you love them or how thankful you are. It'll be all too late.
Growing Up.
Hello World. It's been a tough start to 2013 for me and my family... there's been a very near fatality incident and things have only started to improve.
When are we finally grown ups? Is there such a thing as being an adult or are we forever the children of our parents? I could not think how I could ever deal with the death of my mother whom I love so dearly. Life is so fragile; it could be gone in just a fraction of a second with no forewarning. No alarms. No rewind buttons.
So cherish life and everyone you care for and love if you're not doing so already. Nothing lasts forever... appreciate and be thankful for they're existence. You don't want to regret after they're gone and tell them then how much you love them or how thankful you are. It'll be all too late.