Traditions , customs hold there’s a time of grieving then…time to move on. Commercials wander across the screen… evoking tremulous memories. The woman never knows what will spark the remember mode, things forgotten , return. Who truly perceives the architecture of minds- the city of love ? How to separate the warm memories that make her smile from the ones that bring on a torrent of tears? Even nine years later, this widow has no answers except to continue living and loving. linking for the first time with Magical Mystical Teacher's SUNDAY'S WHIRLIGIG -12 Hoosier Quote: “Life happens too fast for you ever to think about it. If you could just persuade people of this, but they insist on amassing information.” ~Kurt Vonnegut~
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