Grandma knew exactly what to do with us. 6 of us & she never lost her temper. Good memories…Thank you, girl

hello beautiful Willow this was a twist I didn’t know where you were going it’s very clever and relateable I had to clean my dad’s grandfather clock when naughty 💕

Brilliantly penned, Willow. Into the book it belongs! Amazing storytelling my friend, I can relate. Not that I got in trouble a lot, but when I did, not a fun time by any means of the imagination. Excellent work, as always. Appreciate you.

Damian

I love “old timey” pieces. It brings back the good ol days, even if we didn’t know that they were, then. I would’ve preferred the chair over the usual ass whuppin.
But eh, I survived.
It’s always interesting to me how others lived and dealt with their own upbringings. This was a wonderful story indeed. I raised my kids on “time out” instead of spankings, as your story reflects. It’s a better choice.
Very entertaining write, Willow. Bravo.

It’s good to see YOU here, too.

Passionately penned, Daniel. Amazing write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

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This is good. The way you opened it and then drove your message home. Nice xoxo

Thanks Fia….some days for whatever strange reason seem more difficult than others but you learn over time that it will pass…..I’m good by the way.💋

LOL great ending, Peter. There’s definitely a lesson in this and you detail it perfectly. Thanks for reminding us each day, and each deed counts.

This is such a solid message. And that ending…fantastic landing!

Thanks Mary……you’re on my heroes list.
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The number of times I wake up in the morning and complain about how I don’t want to do whatever thing it is I have to do that day. This reminded me so much of that. It’s all about the choices we make every day, at least to control the things we can control.
And the twist at the end… really wraps it up in an interesting way.

Powerfully penned, Daniel. Incredible write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

Poetry, or just word doodles are medication for many. The mind finds its hiding place and sentences are comforting to spill. I know some who survive by them.

That’s what my days have been like for weeks now haha

Hauntingly penned, Brenda. Amazing dark write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

The light only blinds and befuddles us, while darkness softly and thoroughly embraces our truth, regardless. There is indeed something special about nothingness -the void- where everything and nothing is possible.

Superb write, my friend!

hello Mary thank you graciously lovely one 💕