Today my mother and I are going to pick up my Aunt Carol and my grandmother. I'm indifferent on my feelings about seeing my Grandma.
The last time I saw my Grandma she was lively and vivacious, and now if rumors hold true she is anything but. A walking shell of the woman that used to play rummy and taught me how to make jam from the blackberries we picked in the yard. Now to learn she has lost her will to live, will death soon follow, or will it torture her first?
Personally I think I'm light years ahead of her. I'd want to die long before I turn 87. To loose control of your mind, and slowly watch yourself rot. Smelling the decay of human remains that used to be witty and attractive. I don't care how well you age, cancer and dementia don't look good on anyone.
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On a lighter note, I need to drool over my new obsession... Podiobooks.com Anyone that knows me well has seen my infatuation with podcasts has grown increasingly quick. Now I'm practically a borderline psycho. So Podiobooks are in fact free audiobooks on Itunes. Most are read by the author which I think gives it a clearer vision of where it was coming from. I'm so enthralled that I've got a few friends hooked already.
Fritas, my history buff, is now addicted to "Great Moments in History." Actual reenactments of great wars through the eyes of the figures who saw them, sound effects included. Rach was harder to please so I introduced her to "the Immortals," the future story of the 2020 American internment camps to prevent a widespread virus.
They also have plenty of others from some of your childhood favorites, to mystery and comedy.
Just a little something for everyone.
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Until next time,
Bradley James
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