me: how are you grandma?
g: im good, how old are you this year?
me: 22
g: time pasts really fast, how long more to ORD?
me: yes time flies, 8 more months to go
g: good good, you have adapted quite well to military?
me: yes i have
g: how old are you again this year?
me: u guess?
g: i think you're 20 something
me: im 22.
*after 10 seconds*
me: how old am i grandma?
g: i dont know, i think you should be 20 plus?
hitting the dreaded 90 soon and taking more pills a day then i drink cups of water. i couldnt stop myself from thinking: "for how long more will i still be able to see you as you are?"
the 10 minutes was well worth the 2 hour journey to and fro from west to east. just so i could have a slice of memory of my grandma while she was still living.
me? i may be selfish but i do not wish to live that long. but thats not a choice, it all boils down to fate.
welcome december, you have finally come. i have waited a long time for you.
its time to do the things i have wanted to do all year long in these short 3 weeks.
maybe even asking the apple of my eye out.. hahahahahahahaha.. i reminisce too much about secondary school days..
a more detailed update soon.
-RomE
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