It's odd, sometimes, wondering if a place once lived and loved is still full of life and love. I don't think that much about the neighborhood where I grew up; haven't been there since Christmas through New Years of '95 and that was for my Dad's funeral. I've no urge to go back at all.
But I did, sort of, showing another friend halfway around the world what the area I grew up looks like, at least in satellite photos. From that viewpoint, it looks as though that neighborhood is doing OK.
What I actually wonder more about is the area where I went to my first two years of college, in Grand Rapids MI. I'll dream sometimes that I'm there. Nothing looks as I remember it so when I wake I wonder just why I knew, in my dream, that's where I was.
I believe you did a wonderful thing, donating that mask. It isn't paying back. There are some debts which can not be repaid, so we pay them forward. Someone, somewhen, who needs the care that particular Hospice program provides will receive it, because you payed forward.
Oh, and appropoe of not much, we love our Subaru Outback, we do.
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But I did, sort of, showing another friend halfway around the world what the area I grew up looks like, at least in satellite photos. From that viewpoint, it looks as though that neighborhood is doing OK.
What I actually wonder more about is the area where I went to my first two years of college, in Grand Rapids MI. I'll dream sometimes that I'm there. Nothing looks as I remember it so when I wake I wonder just why I knew, in my dream, that's where I was.
I believe you did a wonderful thing, donating that mask. It isn't paying back. There are some debts which can not be repaid, so we pay them forward. Someone, somewhen, who needs the care that particular Hospice program provides will receive it, because you payed forward.
Oh, and appropoe of not much, we love our Subaru Outback, we do.