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A Walk

Author: Didi Writes
last update Last Updated: 2022-05-24 18:36:14

On a beautiful Sunday afternoon with the warm summer breeze blowing in and out of the hospital room, I found out that Becky's best friend,Amanda,was my great grandmother. I wasn't angry, I was just shocked. My parents never told me anything about my grandparents. I wasn't even allowed to go visiting during the holidays. We always spent all the holidays together in our rickety old house. I enjoyed spending time with my parents back then because they were lovely and kind to each other and also to me but a part of me still yearn to know who my grandparents were. I knew they weren't dead because I could hear the phone calls mom made with them once in a while. It hurts that whenever I would bring up the topic of meeting them, my parents would get a angry and toss it aside like it means nothing to them. I wondered what God was upto. Was this supposed to be an exciting turn of events for me? At that point, I desperately wanted to get into His mind and know what He was thinking

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