(If you want to you can listen to I won’t give up by Jason Mraz. While you read. At the dots pause for ten seconds.

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“It was the best day of my life,” I whispered, my mind wandering.

“What happened?” Nik asked, his sweet, small eyes meeting mine.

They reminded me so much of Maya.

I smiled, “Everything.”

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“I’m Damon,” I smile, the sun making ...

April 28, 1917

“Mama!” Maisie yelled.

“Yes love?” Evie said, faking a tired smile as she turned around.

“I’m not tired!” Maisie whined, climbing her long dress and curling up on her lap.

“Sweetheart, little girls shouldn’t be up this late. Maybe if you close your eyes hard enough you’ll fall asleep,” Evie soothed.

“C’n I have ‘nother story Mama?” Maisie asked.

“You know the rules, one story pe...

Every summer, Alexander’s two grandchildren would come and spend a month with him and his wife. They looked forward to their visit all year, as the children lived overseas and didn’t see them aside from these precious thirty days in July. Every night after dinner, they would all sit on the stoop and enjoy the cool night air.

“Tell us a story, grandpa!”, they’d ask every night, and every night he...

My grandson Jackson sat, eyes glued to his computer game. He says it’s called Four Night, whatever that means.

My daughter walked into the living room, quite annoyed with her son. “Now Jackson, you’ve been sitting there since morning; it’s to five now! Pause that game right now and do something with your life; I ain’t raising a game zombie.”

“But mom, this is a live game; you can’t pause!” moane...

Oliver said, “How did you meet Grandma?” As a teenager, he had trouble in the dating game.

“We met in college at a dance,” said Grandpa smiling from ear to ear.

“Your grandmother and I lived in the same dorm. The coed dorm had a wall dividing the male side from the female side of the building. A committee held a dance in our lobby,” said Grandpa.

“Was she pretty?” asked Oliver.

“Not striking...

I met her at a park and we started talking. we went out to eat and we became bf and gf a few months later. 2 years later i asked her to be my wife

and she said yes! there u have it....

“Please, grandpa! Tell us one more time!” Anna and Timothy excitedly kicked their feet.

“Alright, alright. Settle down. I’ll only tell it to you one more time, so you better be listening.” I responded.

With every passing tick of the clock, my memory of her never fades. My love never seems to dwindle, only grow stronger as time goes on.

“We’re all ears, grandpa!” Little Anna and Timothy cu...

Kirby, the youngest of my grandchildren, lay on the picnic blanket beside me, her chin resting in her hands and her feet swinging in the air.

“Grandad, tell us the one about your first car”, she chirped, looking up at me with those wide glassy eyes. I grinned, ready to answer her when the middle one spoke up.

August, with his mop of reddish brown hair and wide circle lenses perched on his nose, ...

“Tell us again!” They cheered sitting at my feet. I chuckled at looked over to my wife of 50 years and she gave a small giggle and nodded her head. “So back when Astoria and Aragon were at war I was a soldier for the Queen. After that I was promoted to her personal guard. I had always fancied her but was never able to tell Her Majesty so I kept it to myself.” I began nodding over toward my wife. ...

He mined for wordy treasures. And looked for love signs and signals, in this poem and that.

Searching ‘The Ground of The Greys’, Gramps had gone the extra mile to find his soul-twin. And in doing so, he’d opened an Earth-chest, full of wisdom and hope.

“I met Nanna on the Splinternet.”

Gramps’ stories required the attention of a harrier hawk. He’d glide over important stages of his life in a ...