First of all, please bare with my blogpage, because its slow thanks to the tons of pictures i uploaded in this page. Now, i read up this random post i did 2 years ago. So i just copied and paste, its an example story that i made when i was thinking about that time, so just read it.
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so, here goes.
a couple got together at the age of 20+,
they got married at the age of 28,
they had their first kid at 30,
they aged. soon enough they were 70years old,
one of them passed away.
they have been together for 50years. either one passed away regardless of how many kids or grandkids' they have.. imagine, yourself in that position(the one who is alive) how hard the feeling is, losing someone you've been together for 50years. this reminds me of my grandmother, one day when she was living with us, sitting on the chair alone, i saw her wiping her tears for nothing. i was only around 8yrs old if i am not mistaken. i couldn't careless at that time, but now, the only thing that comes into my mind is this, my grandfather, i've not seen him before. he's gone even before i was born to this world. grandmother is about 80 now. i really could imagine myself in her position it was hard to live alone for so many years since her husband is gone.. the one dead, went easily.. leaving one behind.. it was like a total breakup/divorce. it hurts so badly but it couldn't kill. so 50years is quite a long time.. plenty of wonderful memories, oh, and even the argueing, fighting and all the ugly scenes will turn into precious memories.. its gone.. none of that is gonna happen anymore.. no one to argue with, play with, talk with, sing with.. no more, nothing! i feel bad that i don't really talk to my grandmom.. im a bad grandson.. i think i'll end it here.. i've no mood to blog anymore...
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Does this make any sense to you? I hope it does tell you something from this.