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See, my FIL is actually my husband's stepDad. He has three daughters from his first marriage. I've met them a few times but couldn't pick them out of a line-up. They are never over there on his birthday or father's day. I know this because we usually are. I've only seen them around the Christmas holidays one time and my 27 year old daughter was still in high school. So that's been a while.
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I wonder why it is that when it comes to old people, everyone makes time for goodbye, but no one ever bothers with hello.
4 comments:
Interesting question indeed.
A good question to ponder before we ourselves grow old.
a sad commentary on our 'so-called busy' lives.
I become more and more aware of this the older I get--and the more time I spend in the nursing home visiting my mother. It is sad. I try to say hi to everyone I encounter there, and wonder what they did, who they were, how many kids they had and what vibrant lives they must have lived.
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